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meeting up with old friends you havent seen in years.
scoring some good dank.
someone buying you a nice bottle of finlandia for no reason or
someone picking up your bartab.
watching the kids try to growl along to shagrath.
but the best is by far
hearing a song that you used to love to death and recalling where you were in life when you played it.
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nobody beats me in my backyard
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