.Seven hundred miles to play to fifteen angry men.
I need some sleep.
We hate them too.
They hate the songs.
This show is free.
Just call it luck.
They start to leave.
Twenty minutes in broke another fucking string.
Someone yells you suck.
I start to plead.
Sud.
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