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Driving home late at night, unseasonably cool air for September in Southern California whipping through the windows as I drive La Brea, dodging double parkers waiting for spots outside trendy bars, swerving to avoid bold or drunken J walkers, tired but buzzing from the electric city wrapped around me. And Spider Hearts is ripping through my speakers and everything is pretty goddamn awesome at the moment.
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