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I just want to tell you this story.... I was paying for my lunch the other week and there was two tills or cash registers next to each other and they had Halloween Cookies for sale at this particular place you know like pumpkins and zombies and there was a ghost one that looked particularly tasty. So I said Can I have one of those ghost cookies as well? And just as I said that the lady next to me at the adjacent cash register also said Oh can I just have a can I have a ghost cookie please. And I said to the lady serving me. Wow. You could say they're selling like ghost cookies. And she said what? And I said you could say they're selling like Ghost cookies. That’s a true story. This is called number one party anthem everybody thank you for having us.

We all have that one scar on our heart that we know can never fade and nor can the pain caused by It end. I find myself stronger than I used to be, yet I hang on to that one person through tunes. Sound aka songs/Music somehow still makes me feel connected on a personal level even though there's nothing left nor will there ever be! Tunes somehow heal my soul and ease of my heartache a little. - Ridday

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Evan Westall