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The courier unrolled the blueprints onto the brightly-lit drafting table. The basement of the Gomel Regional Museum of Military Glory was not only roomy enough to house several specimens of large weaponry, but also extremely well illuminated. The historian had mused, repeatedly, on how some of the bigger pieces must have been disassembled in the field then reassembled in here for storage, hence the need for the lights. Upstairs, the gala which had served as their cover for entry continued into the night, the band now striking up some sort of Caspian samba. Quite an elaborate operation, but they needed to machine a new aileron for the ekranoplan, and this was the only place they would find the designs.

The courier unrolled the blueprints onto the brightly-lit drafting table. The basement of the Gomel Regional Museum of Military Glory was not only roomy enough to house several specimens of large weaponry, but also extremely well illuminated. The historian had mused, repeatedly, on how some of the bigger pieces must have been disassembled in the field then reassembled in here for storage, hence the need for the lights. Upstairs, the gala which had served as their cover for entry continued into the night, the band now striking up some sort of Caspian samba. Quite an elaborate operation, but they needed to machine a new aileron for the ekranoplan, and this was the only place they would find the designs.
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SongArtistNotes
Instant Pace
B Boys
No stopping
Napiers
The Wrens
Searing white hot
Bellbottoms
The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion
Whiff of the pant leg
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Rent (V.)
Gauche
Like the Bush Tetras
Dancin' In The Moonlight
King Harvest
Never out of style
Three Little Words
The Mondo Crescendo
Paisleys and neons
Fire On The Strings
Joe Maphis
Hot pickin’ sandwich
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Hot for Teacher
The Bird + the Bee
I brought my pencil
Unexpected
Dude York
Clashing chimes
Yesterday Man
Pascal Comelade + Les Liminanas
Wild and French
She's Not The Person You Think You Know
Holiday
An unexpected identity
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Flyers Direct
The Fearless Flyers
Funky fire
Choo Choo
Mac DeMarco
For riders of the morning train
Speedway
black midi
Restless, insistent
Fight Like A Brave
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Back in the weird days
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She Watch Channel Zero (BBC Live)
Joan As Police Woman
Transmutational
Ballad Of Ray Suzuki
Looper
You’re a looper
Spoke
Shellac
Chicago grit
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Broken Mirror Pose
Kyle Craft
The majestic who-knows-what
Little Voice
Mohair
Veddy British
Tin Spam
Stubborn All-Stars
Aspartame or sugar cane
Rusty Gears Lonely Years
Tommy Guerrero
Slow roller
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Parade
Imperial Teen
Such a lovely march
Jellyfish Blues
Buffalo Daughter
An intense bubbling
Love Affair
Nôze
Routine
The Cruel Millennial
King Gizzard + the Lizard Wizard
Droppin’ beats!
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Deadbeat Shiver
Generationals
Prom night
Zero Point
The Rogers Sisters
There is no return
All Hat No Cattle
Okey Dokey
Fading sunsets
With All The World
Khruangbin
A perfect transformation
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So Alive
Eagles of Death Metal
Doot doo doo
Parked Outside
Afghan Whigs
Grim vibes
Trendsetter
Tiny Masters of Today
So popular
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I'm New Here
Gil Scott-Heron
Introspectives
Hings Of The Hill
Boogie Balagan
The new sound of the old city
Through Being Cool
Devo
Heavy meta
Blue Rondo a la Turk (feat. Skip vonKuske)
Portland Cello Project
Brubeckian genius
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Three Stars
Ultra Vivid Scene
American 4AD
The Big One
Keller Williams
My arm!
All The Punks Are Domesticated
Ron Gallo
Tragic tale
Skin Game
The Holy Modal Rounders
Let your deal go down
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Where We Live
Palehound
We look really good
New Violence
White Williams
It’s going around
Honey Roasted Peanuts
The Simpsons
Ingredients!
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Blue Monday
New Order
Classic 808
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Sometimes II

Sometimes II

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Euro Trash Girl

Euro Trash Girl

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