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Quis stops by for a censored conversation and then we throw a Brick at it. Welcome Brick to Sinatra Studios.

"Its god damned chaos," the man had yelled, "I cant believe my eyes!"

"I see," said the blind man, as he picked up his hammer and saw.

Frankie Sinatra, our fearless leader, did nothing as usual, waiting for Jaime to over-explain simple computer software concepts.

Last seen with extra unpublished tape due to time restraints that nobody holds him accountable for, Sinatra decided it was time to work outside for a reasonably competitive wage. After all, pirate radio was a thing of the past.

I mean, you cant really "steal" a podcast, right?

Lets leave that up to our appointed government officials to decide.... Tune in next week to Run Sinatra Run, at a random time at one or several of the mediocre applications in which those types of shows are available.

Advanced Audio Programming available when played in Reverse. (for best results, spin manually in cold water)

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