I am in love with the song Walking On The Chinese Wall by Philip Bailey. It’s a multiple whammy of guilty pleasure moments and I do not care. It has been my call-to-home for weeks now, months even. Something happened when I heard it for the first time in a while several months back. Olfactory senses were enveloping, and I ignored the casual racism of th…
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