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The chauffeur peered at the rear-view mirror. The scattered reflection from the rain-slicked A7 revealed only headlights, no politely alarming Luxembourg police flashers. The Corniche bulleted down the roadway, the flutter of its diplomatic flags the only sign that it wasn’t standing dead still. Some miles away, in Ettelbruck, the authorities were coming to the conclusion that the altercation at Chez Fred had been a distraction. In the back seat, the jeweler closed the briefcase, satisfied with its contents.

The chauffeur peered at the rear-view mirror. The scattered reflection from the rain-slicked A7 revealed only headlights, no politely alarming Luxembourg police flashers. The Corniche bulleted down the roadway, the flutter of its diplomatic flags the only sign that it wasn’t standing dead still. Some miles away, in Ettelbruck, the authorities were coming to the conclusion that the altercation at Chez Fred had been a distraction. In the back seat, the jeweler closed the briefcase, satisfied with its contents.
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SongArtistNotes
Groove Them, Move Them
The Aggrolites
Sunny side startup
You Could've Been A Lady
Smoove & Turrell
Northern soul disco time
Deeper Shade Of Soul
Urban Dance Squad
Mellow
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Miami
Cate Le Bon
Majestic, orchestral
Block of Ice
Thee Oh Sees
An introspective version
I Know
David Garza
Subtle fades
Roses Are Falling
Orville Peck
It’s very romantic
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Ça Plane Pour Moi
Aluminum Babe
Francophonic frenxy
Friendly Fire
French Vanilla
Flashback throwback
Captain EasyChord
Stereolab
Shifting measures
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Girl
Bad Bad Hats
Driving forward
NYC
Jr. Jr.
So many the people
My Neighbor Burns Trash
Southern Culture On The Skids
Everyone’s had one
The Invisible Man
Solid Bronze
Sultry mood
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Run Evil Spirit
Lee "Scratch" Perry
New dub, good dub
If You Want it
Pacha Massive
Proceed with stealth
Look-Ka Py Py
Slavic Soul Party!
WIth some NOLA spice
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Crystal Ball
Tacocat
Such a lovely racket
Drown
Black Tambourine
From a distance underwater
You Told A Lie
Camera Obscura
For Generoso and Lily
Sweet, Innocent You
Reptaliens
Cotton candy for the ears
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Nothing Serious
Ages And Ages
Winding about
We Are Not Going To Make It
The Presidents of The United States of America
Drummers who can drum
My Friend
Jimi Hendrix
Unsung Hendrix
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Entryism
Versing
Epic thrill ride
Mosey Home
Casper Fandango
Bring the wizards!
That Don't Work That Well For Us
Je Suis France
My boys they live for danger
Soul Unwind
Apostle of Hustle
Unwind then rewind
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Movin' On
CJ Ramone
The Social D sound
Gates of Steel
Devo
Skateramps and halfpipes
Princess Crocodile
Gry with F.M. Einheit
Unlikely electroswing
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Mujer Policia
Los Amigos Invisibles
Recognize the handwriting
Indios do Norte
Forro In The Dark
Sparks in the bonfire
La Locomotora
Café Tacvba
Trains are rolling
My Place
The Rad Trads
Burning up
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Can't Get Through To My Head
The Mystery Lights
I got the tremolo fuzzies
The Weeping Soul
Late BP Helium
Quite elephanty
Darlin' Darlin'
The Wrens
Where am I gonna get some sleep
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Teen Challenge
Great Grandpa
Spanning generations
Morning Light
Woods
Chimes of awakening
Because You
Downtown Boys
They’re not taking it from you
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Infection (Time Grows Thin)
Insects Vs Robots
Moving through light
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