strange Chiloe and why I can't sleep at night
February 20th 2010 I am haunted by reggaeton music. Even in the early hours of morning, under my bedsheets, within a room on the second story, in an old droopy house at the bottom of the world, and through a hard riving rain, I can still he hear the signature thrum of base. It’s the base that always finds me, the other parts - horns and synth and voices - drowned out by my surroundings. But the base survives, t
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