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11.04.2025

Anonymous

I found The Wall in a thrift shop for a dollar. The sleeve was torn, the record scratched. I bought it anyway. When I dropped the needle, there was static like rain, then that first drumbeat. I sat cross-legged on the floor, the smell of dust and cardboard around me, and by the end of side one I felt… rearranged. Like someone had built a room inside me and filled it with light.

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