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Sudetenland Tales

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other at a recording studio, where he met and continues to idolize a bunch of people no one else ever heard of. The book reviews remained in a similar vein. Though the books published were of “stars” of whom most people have heard, their own quoted words accompanied by GRT’s “review,” invariably served to make these enormous pop presences rather uninteresting and similar in relating uninteresting and similar mercifully short stories about other pop stars; that is less than average, stupid, boring people who rode the ripple of one note or line to fame, fortune, and banality. If you don’t believe that be dared to try Keith Richard’s rendition of “Life.”

Somewhere in here GRT moved his primary residence from conservative Huntington Beach, California to nearby but worlds away Hermosa Beach, Cali, Sudetenland a “relevant,” sixties-type of demonstrated black and brown petty

rebellion/”gentrification,” which has been outdated for a few decades. But hey, what else can the late show, libtard generations do after the boomers did it all? Sad. As duplicative as an AI. Mercifully, GRT didn’t spend much time with the recorded recollections of the likes of Ron Wood, et al, dropping that for his inherently White gay right to identify with and gush over every book he can get his hands on that was written by