You wake up. You are alone in a room that bleeds pyscedelic beauty that fills your heart with the feral, pounding, blood firing rhythm of life. You know everybody is going to make it this time. You smile. A thumping comes from the kitchen, a vehicle blots out the sky, and parks out front. You have just had sex with Bootsy Collins
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Free Your Mind...And Your Ass Will Follow
By Funkadelic
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