"Streets that follow like a tedious argument of insidious intent to lead you to an overwhelming question... Oh, do not ask, 'What is it?' Let us go and make our visit." – T. S. Eliot was onto something. Some streets are bit scary. This is Santa Monica Boulevard down at the Troubadour – the famous rock club – where now everything seems menacing, where those blue metal hounds now forever chase that blue metal hare, under the eyes of that giant tiger. Let us go and...
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