By: Husam (Sam) Salman
There again in the vast emptiness of the imagination do I pull the rabbit out of the hat and create nothing out of something and something out of nothing where psychedelic furs are not just a band about something that I'm rubbing up against in the form of a green and black striped zebra unicorn. Take a deep breath of the mountainous air motorcycle sidecar goggles on, riding off.
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