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20200903 song: "strolling the flickering neon lit streets" by [ d a t a b u r s t ] it is that time of year again. the days have been getting shorter for quite some time now, but i still can't quite tell. today the air is chilly. fierce winds blow across the land, tousling the trees like a cliche i keep repeating to myself over and over again: like a lover's hair. my own hair instantly unwhirls into a tangled mess, the first time in a long time it has made sense to go outside wearing a hood over my head. i...