CDs Are Great (For Lighting on Fire or Selling to Buy Weed)

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It's over.
At the height of the dopey youthful experience, I had hundreds of rare European import CDs piled up and displayed by some sort of giant lava lamp rack. They're all gone now, save for a few jewel cases that are sitting in a burlap sack in my bathroom for some reason. I sold them so I could buy weed. I don't miss them, either.

Because I hate CDs.

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