Okay, test: try listening to Shy Girls' falsetto on "Under Attack" without a single feeling. Not elation, not horniness, not that weird R&B thing where the experience of another human's unbridled emotional expression over a cold-ass sax solo makes you want to shed every layer of defensive self-consciousness that keeps you from crying and pointing at the sky just cause that girl hasn't texted you back yet. If you passed this test, I know something you'll definitely fail: a captcha, because you're a malicious spambot. Get off this website.
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