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a guitar teacher is rather quaint in this day of ai and bits and what not.. she says, it is making us insane be the finnish of us this technological ***** the lead in our wine..but, where would we be without the tube-? and the sounds that nutured us and we loved so dearly and thought we would never hear again.. that is true.. as we grew..
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2d ago
Jun 2, 2026 at 4:52 AM UTC
a guitar teacher..
a guitar teacher is rather quaint in this day of ai and bits and what not.. she says, it is making us insane be the finnish of us this technological ***** the lead in our wine..but, where would we be without the tube-? and the sounds that nutured us and we loved so dearly and thought we would never hear again.. that is true.. as we grew..
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2d ago
Jun 2, 2026 at 4:52 AM UTC
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