It was worth the small rip on my t-shirt, getting foot-stabbed by someone dancing with stilettos (smarten' up, lady), taking the Night Rider back home, and trying to sleep with my ears ringing like a fire-alarm at the centre for the hearing-impaired. Also, I don't want to do this again... Or at least until Crystal Castles comes back, which will probably be in the year 2033 as a sort of comeback tour at the Singapore Indoor Stadium.
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