'Listening to Baby Guts is like having a hobo break a wine bottle over your head and then defile your face with it's infected remnants. To finish off the job he pisses with glee into your puss-filled wounds and then wraps you gently in a soft and fleecy, yet slightly too short blanket, the kind that always exposes your feet.' - Rebecca Leigh, Maps of Norway.
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