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Oh, ugh. Sorry, I lived through disco. What a bad trip. Not Studio 54, of course. Just the phenomenon of it. The most superficial of the superficial. Glitz of the glitz. To paraphrase Gertrude, there was no there there. The most utterly empty and vacuous cultural experience I can possibly imagine.
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Ever notice how this place just basically, well, sucks.
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