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Music? Music is life! It’s physical emotion - you can touch it! It’s neon ecto-energy sucked out of spirits and switched into sound waves for your ears to swallow. Are you telling me, what, that it’s boring? You don’t have time for it?

Isaac Marion

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Isaac Marion
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: December 30
Music Journalist
Novelist
Writer
Seattle
Washington
Physical
Swallow
Emotion
Waves
Sound
Spirits
Energy
Wave
Spirit
Boring
Music
Ears
Switched
Time
Touch
Neon
Life
Telling
Sucked

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