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June 22, 2007



I am always convinced this is a sting operation and that the MTA will then bust me for trying to be noble. But I always swipe them in after a thirty-second pause to determine where or if the 5-0 are hiding...

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  • If Ayn Rand and Walter Benjamin got in a cage fight and then made up over foie gras, single malt scotch and indie pop, you'd have the delightful adventures of "That Was Probably Awkward." Plus or minus the single malt and foie gras, depending on the week's finances. But always the indie pop. Sad, stirring indie pop. And a decent happy hour.

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