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Imagine in another 100 years where cunts are still rearranging the same 12 notes.
Aliens come down only to find, and in return offer, the same 12 notes in the same arrangements, something they’ve been battling for the last 3000 millennia.
Both sides of the lifeform finding common ground that back in the day was much better than the shite getting churned out now. And the bangers too. They have the equivalent to Sasha who also lost his mojo, wears silly clothes and got fat whilst playing the same tracks over and over for decades.
