“You Meet Thousands Of People And None Of Them Really Touch You. And Then You Meet One Person And Your

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Listen just fucking listen to me, hearing Take on me by a-ha is such a fucking trip I swear to god I have an out of body experience every time that song comes on. When the beat kicks on and you hear that “tr-r-r-ring~!” you can see it in my eyes that I know I am fucked for the next 3 minutes and 47 seconds. My limbs start grooving one by one under a control that is not mine. The synth starts playing and I’m done, I’m gone, I am the whitest person on the dancefloor, I am Regan from the exorcist, I am squidward from those gifsets, I am every person in a harlem shake video. My body moves on it’s own accord producing a disgusting and liminal performance that is an insult to God Himself. This is my fate and I embrace it. Finally, the beat dissolves and I am free. I collapse to the floor and revel in an afterglow that transcends anything I can comprehend while the synth slowly fades out.

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Backstage at Georges Hobeika Haute Couture Spring 2016.

Jane Birkin, Ringo Starr and George Harrison in Cannes promoting Wonderwall, May 1968.

From Sabrina (1957).

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