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Cagey House / Beatitude Glide

And at night, when my dreams invariably switch to stand-by, and the Teletext pictures play out across the full stretch of the night. This music plays. A sub 8-bit miasma incrimenting gradually through local news rendered in lurid reds and greens and turquoise. And I'm happy.

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