Sometimes when I walk between the buildings and bustle typical of Caracas I like to imagine what would happen if every song I hear in my head resonate strongly across the sky and through a giant, invisible speaker, and people obviously could not escape it. May impose new musical trends - or just those that I like - or perhaps, given our desire to make everything sacred or demonic unknown and inexplicable, that music would be called "Melodies of God" and all the bands you hear would be sanctified - San radiohead, not far from reality, and temples and mosques were built to pray to the sound of Battles, Oxes and Hella.
I'm sure after a few months would not have this power, and from it. Sound like a great white noise that would end in hysteria inevitably bring to humanity.
But I think if I take that to a microcosm - the city, for example - could think that because there is someone or something with that power ...
I'm sure after a few months would not have this power, and from it. Sound like a great white noise that would end in hysteria inevitably bring to humanity.
But I think if I take that to a microcosm - the city, for example - could think that because there is someone or something with that power ...
.... I'll go out shopping nervous.
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