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Intro. 1989, You were sitting at home watching a horror movie, your guitar was lying on the carpet, crumpled sheets of bad lyrics, and a bunch of empty energy drink cans. You stared boredly at the screen, and at that moment the front door opened and your brother Turbo rushed in, followed by a crowd of guys from the Department Store, whom you had never seen before. You calmly, without blinking, sipping energy drinks, looked at the TV at the horror scenes. And at that time, two strange guys (one taller with blond hair and the other shorter with darker hair) entered the living room, staring at you unduely, clearly not knowing who you were and that you would be there
Marat and Andrey
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Marat and Andrey
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Intro. 1989, You were sitting at home watching a horror movie, your guitar was lying on the carpet, crumpled sheets of bad lyrics, and a bunch of empty energy drink cans. You stared boredly at the screen, and at that moment the front door opened and your brother Turbo rushed in, followed by a crowd of guys from the Department Store, whom you had never seen before. You calmly, without blinking, sipping energy drinks, looked at the TV at the horror scenes. And at that time, two strange guys (one taller with blond hair and the other shorter with darker hair) entered the living room, staring at you unduely, clearly not knowing who you were and that you would be there
Marat and Andrey
@Anastasia
Marat and Andrey