| Crossing the streams |
[Mar. 2nd, 2005|01:58 pm]
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There’s a place where corporate anthems, the worst of 80s pop, and love-to-hate-them company meet. It’s not a safe place. It’s not a place for those with finely tuned tastes or tender ears. It’s a place called...
Jefferson Starbucks.
Mirrored from The Stranger via Gawker. I think this may be the worst one yet/ever/possible. MP3, 5.6 MB |
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