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The kind of stuff that makes experiences like this feel extra meaningful:
>In Carrboro a very special person named Kennedi @cardboardlamb gave me an assortment of fancy scents (including one called Secretions Magnifiques which is meant to smell like blood, sweat, tears, and semen) and a note that was incredibly moving.
>From Kennedi: “Sharing space with others to your music, giving ourselves entirely into something beyond ourselves, a crowd as one entity made only possible through the shared passion of individuals coming together. Is the dancefloor not innately communist?”