Their cut-ups, sputtering drum machines, and shreds of harsh noise are the ugly mirrors of pop music's technological wonderland, while their lyrics literalize the horror of humans being treated as dead machines in pop-Marxist language and production styles that robotize the voice.

The young saleslady at the medical marijuana distribution center told me that one brownie was equal to one dose. Later I found out that it was equal to four doses. The brownie caused complete couchlock for about four hours, but I had no trouble whatsoever with the experience itself because I was already familiar with how to handle high doses.

First of the left-behinds was a book I left in a friend's car.

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