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Directed by Jerrold Ridenour Music by Unwoman Song available at (get the whole album for $1!) “Nothing good gets away“ -John Steinbeck, letter to his son Nov 10, 1958 lyrics Last night we slept with our fingers intertwined I’m in love in a city that will never be mine All our moves are impetuous But your spell was cast before we were us In the moment I’m head-over-heels with this And I promise I
