Drops of humidity slowly falls forming an ocean below my off-white, red laced Nike mid-tops. Legs long been possessed by the Drum and Base expelled from surrounding boxes almost as if I was standing in a circle of musicians long inhibited by the Gods of music. Spinning like a merry-go-around on crack, who knew a little white candy, about a third of an Altoid, could supercharge your body, like a "Jackson" to a Civic.
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