GIRL: somewhat dead. (somewhat alive).
electronic warmth and intricacy. insectlike percussions. untimely deaths. literature. art. secrecy. a certain kind of love and the end of the world.
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tales of mystery and imagination
four tet » rounds takes me back to such a deathless time of remembrances, memory traces half illusory what happened here unsound unsung untold back then sleep always felt artificial, now it’s my dreams that feel surgically inserted or is it the other way around. and isn’t everything emotional digression.
