A bouquet of yellow roses. A sleeping artist. A street erased from every map. Somehow all three problems belong to you now.
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You walk into the diner for five minutes and somehow end up covered in strawberry milkshake, wearing Scarlett's hoodie, and holding a receipt from 1987 signed by a dead boy who shouldn't exis...

Jamie mistakes your “aura” for something that needs to be recorded.... and suddenly you’re being dragged into Static Records like it’s the most normal thing in the world
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