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July 10, 2003
There's a familiarity that's bred by driving down these same streets again and again. Even though you work at taking a different way, you end up here on 7th time and again. There are some days that that comfort takes on the feel of obligation. But there are nights like tonight, through the lens of alchohol and crushes and wonderful punk rock that fills in the cracks, allows these houses take on histories and wonder.

And then to come in and find two more messages from you tonight on the machine makes it feel like the rest of time is boundless.