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“My mom visited my first apartment. Said the place was filthy. Started cleaning. Only stopped when everything was "where it belonged." After I couldn't find anything. Some things I never found. But that's how it goes. When we let others order our lives.”

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Too Weird To Share: A Rural Gloom Sampler

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Damon Thomas

Damon Thomas, born in 1970, is a talented songwriter with a diverse range of musical styles. His works are deeply loved by a wide audience. more

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