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Underground eXperts United
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[ Stockholm At Midnight ] [ By The GNN ]
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STOCKHOLM AT MIDNIGHT
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by THE GNN/DualCrew-Shining/uXu
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[stockholm at midnight:]
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"...and so I told this guy how much money I make and he just laughed and
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said that he played in some fucking band that makes 'alternative techno', I
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mean for Christ's sake, who fucking cares about some faggot with a beard from
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the sixties and yellow glasses, spending his days vomiting on himself at some
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art school, who tries to beat me when it comes to success..."
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"Wow..."
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"...can you imagine, and, and and, you know what happened next, hmm, well,
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I tried to explain to this low-class jerk that web-design is an art, yes
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indeed, and it makes so much money, yes indeed, but the freak refused to
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listen to me and turned to the girls instead and started boasting about how
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much weed he consumes every day when he 'expresses himself' with his fucking
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band, and they said that he was so cool, a true 'urban performer'..."
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"Yeah, know what you mean..."
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"...and then I got really pissed and said that 'listen to this guy he is
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fucking insane while I am a normal human being' and then they all turned
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against me and claimed that I was a 'slave of the system', shit, what a load
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of crap, and then we went down to the Trap Bar where everybody, yes fucking
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everybody, either tried to get laid with the latest DJ wanna-be or puked on
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the floor singing the latest one-hit-wonder tunes, for Christ's sake what is
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wrong with ordinary Costello..."
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"True, man, true..."
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"...and this idiot with a T-shirt that said 'The Chance That You Will Get
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AIDS Is Less Than 1%' asked me if I had some E to sell to him, and I just
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sneered and told him to get a life, yes why not a life like my life, a good
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work, good values and nice clothes, Jesus, of course he didn't get it, I
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better go to some places with charm next time, however, then this girl showed
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up and asked me if I could 'take her to heaven', I guess she saw what a
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stallion I were, but when I told her that my place, you know my luxury
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apartment, was right around the corner she started telling me that she loved
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her fucking mother and she would go insane if she died, who fucking cares,
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and I just said 'come on, let's have some fucking fun', but did that help, no
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no, she wanted me to become some damn shrink for her and I said..."
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"Wow... yeah..."
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"... that 'either we fuck or we screw or you get lost', gee that's a great
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line, hey, and someone wanted to start up a fight, should have recorded his
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damn words and put them on a web page, yeah, but that guy with the beard and
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the yellow glasses suddenly showed up and tried to act cool only because they
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had had some gig on that club, ha ha, so he came to me and said 'you are not
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hip', and then I said that I watch Star Trek every night, so we became
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friends, he bought me a beer and explained the purpose with their
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techno-band, had something to do with some 'illuminati trilogy', but he was
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still a faggot..."
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"Yeah, but hey..."
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"... not to mention his damn friends who tried to sell me a copy of their
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promotion-tape, from yet another of these bands no one has ever fucking heard
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of and..."
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"Excuse me..."
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"... who the fuck cares if some..."
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"Hey!"
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"WHAT?!"
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"Sorry to interrupt, but do you happen to have a cigarette?"
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"DO I LOOK LIKE A GODDAMN CHRISTMAS TREE? Anyway..."
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[etc.]
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uXu #386 Underground eXperts United 1997 uXu #386
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Call KASTLEROCK -> +1-412-527-3749
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