Any number of songs with an abrupt ending or fade has the interns and the boys from the journal writing section all abuzz, pencils in hand from behind their ears, with news that either the friendly stranger in the black sedan thought he smelled blood in the water, so he decided to take a little after hours cruise through band camp, or he was sent on an errand, just as Sweetie Pie and the librarian knew all along.
We're good
We're good
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