pelikanessis.
There was paranoia in the place and we were it, every thing
turned strange after a certain point in the night, people diss-
-apearing and then intense paranoia, we were the center of
this thing that was going wrong and we couldn't stop it.
It was the kind of thing that made post-punk bands wonder
if they had been in tune, guitars and violins, wondering is
anything is tune at all. Everybody we spoke to went down,
deep into depression, and us.it turn we mad. Caffine head
fuck.                     '
 
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