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I don’t know if I’ve ever felt more alive moment to moment in the act of creation.
We wrote it in two weeks and six weeks later I was in the tunnels for the first time in years, trying to find the scars of the wiped away mole people.
I saw the tunnels get ripped apart and knew it was the last chance to make it part of my story.
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FERAL
r e v i e w s ↔ v a r i e t y ↔ n y t i m e s ↔ h o l l y w o o d r e p o r t e r
f e s t i v a l s ↔ w p. s a r a s o t a ↔ b u s h w I c k ↔ m i d d l e b u r y ↔ y e s ↔
a r I z o n a u n d e r g r o u n d ↔ d u m b o ↔ a n c h o r a g e / s I d e w a l k ↔
m o n t r e a l f e s t i v a l d u n o u v e a u c i n é m a
a w a r d s ↔ b u s h w i c k ↔ n o r t h b e n d ↔ r e d r o c k
d i s t r i b u t o r ↔ 1 0 9 1 ↔ s t r e a m n o w
