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Baijiu Robot
The soul of an exploded Israeli recognizance drone, reincarnated as a bottle of baijiu that Heatwolves! and Mau Mau found in a gutter and drank, floats into C's bar for a night of cheap drinking and a cyber-hajj from post-erotic Italo-Disco, through early electro, and landing somewhere in blogcore. Hard beats and remixes by creative Japanese people. Dancing. Baijiu. Robots.