Atmosphere. To All My Friends, Blood Makes The Blade Holy: The Atmosphere. Scalp. Atmosfera. A tutti i miei amici, Sangue Makes The Blade Santo: l'atmosfera. Cuoio capelluto.
... [Slug] I sat down and put a fifty on the bar A whisky and a beer, let's forget where we are And keep 'em coming till I drink that whole grant up Filling
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