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May 2, 2004
You know those moments you experience when you are walking down the street listening to a song that so perfectly accents your mood and the moment that you feel as if you have been captured in a soundtrack? You shrug your jean jacket over your t-shirt, let the door slam shut behind you. Your feet hit the sidewalk and you turn into the overcast chill of spring just as The Tindersticks kick in and its all so perfect that you can watch yourself walking along Broadway, the camera pulling away to capture the entire dying city as the credits roll.