It was indeed this past June 3rd that I did attend a completely imaginary rock and roll extravaganza at the innocuously named establishment The Placement
How I came to be at this location is a tale for another time namely after I've made up that part but needless to say that the events I witnessed that evening were unlike anything my mind could have possibly conceived ever at all no how
NO HOW I say to you for you see the Professional Machines are more than just a band they are another life form entirely and the song they sing takes the form of a fractionally multiplying parafrequency scale that circles upwards into the highest realms of consiousness
"Cool Gig"I thought but how could I have known that I was at the very epicentre of time and space itself the very fulcrum upon which all of existence rests and for a mere cover charge of only 15.000 SWAP.HIVE I mean how can you go wrong with a deal like that? You cannot you simply cannot I tell you
And the snacks. MY GOD THE SNACKS
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