IMMA PERSEPHONE RISING / 1118

For when you have a Randy Marsh Burger with some tegridy stank sauce on it at the wurlitzer jukebox diner; where candles proliferate, effluent, fountainous. Say hi to the corn stalks, the geese sirens, the electrical howl.

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