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Part 1 of the 2 part series

Updated 06/07/2023
Created 08/02/2014
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A convergence of grooves. A bit more magical than anyone could have anticipated. Not all magic is the same. Once the vibes of spirit awake, you can't just tuck them back into bed. Crossroads. Lines. Chance is dead. This is Biblical and Koranical. Spun, Lilith and Adam danced, twirled blind by the slight of hand of a two-penny charlatan with a habit of fucking everything up with his seething, arrogance, and disbelief. Learn new myths, motherfuckers.

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