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I slide into my seat before he’s in the car, jamming it into the ignition. The stereo comes to life and I spin the volume dial to an ear-splitting level, where listens and can we talks go to die. It takes me three beats to recognize the song. I once cried to it in the bathroom of a dingy bar thinking about, to quote the lyrics, Eli’s body being with somebody else.
I too love the 1975’s music lol
