Goin' All the Way Outta Cali, Brahs
I suspect this is an Absurdopolgrafitorana work, but I am truly baffled at it's content. I challenge you, gentle readers of the Painted Ground, to come up with a meaning. The best on gets a killer mix sent to you from San Jose Avenue, yo. Gotta represent. 
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"I buried my wounded - and now missing - knee over there, near that billboard for "The Village."
- S.
It is only a matter of time before the sea claims you California.
On the edge of the ring of fire, we have nowhere to escape except to the mercury-laden seas.
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