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Why now? Because — and there’s no acumen to abstain the albatross in the room: SPIN administration has afflicted easily many, abounding times aback we fabricated the online jump — we got our chance. Because affluence of our admired albums of the aftermost 10 years could still use a boost. Because some of the already absolutely admired music on this account still claim added praise. Because we appetite excuses to complete off on the music that’s afflicted us the best and to accept some of our admired writers to do so. Because the works of art beneath serve as a admonition that the 2010s weren’t all bad. Because aristocrat knows we charge the distraction. Because it’s fun.
There’s a lot of music that isn’t on this list. Which, duh, but affluence of artists whose assignment authentic the decade for many, abounding people, including abounding of us, aloof wouldn’t fit. Some of these artists didn’t move us as abundant as they did added braintrusts of music writers. Some were admired by accomplished incarnations of SPIN and haven’t age-old as we hoped; some were overrated in the aboriginal place. Some are overrepresented in analytical circles at the amount of added artists who aren’t beheld as appropriately valid, and some we don’t alike like. Many, abounding artists we adulation we aloof didn’t accept allowance for. Accept fun academic who’s who: LCD Soundsystem, the War on Drugs, Tame Impala, Carly Rae Jepsen, Father John Misty, Jay-Z, FKA twigs, Joyce Manor, Kacey Musgraves, Sleep, Arcade Fire, 03 Greedo, G.L.O.S.S., Daft Punk, Cobalt, Bad Bunny, Calvin Harris, HAIM, Jon Hopkins, Mbongwana Star, Rae Sremmurd, SunnO))), the National, Migos, DJ Koze, the New Pornographers, St. Vincent, D’Angelo, M83, Foxing, Tyler, the Creator, Angel Olsen, Accumulation Doueh, Nick Cave, Perfume Genius, Vince Staples, Todd Terje, Kurt Vile, SZA, Tim Hecker, Spoon, Brockhampton, Shabazz Palaces, Torche, Moodymann, CupcakKe, Lorde, the late, irreplaceable David Bowie and Leonard Cohen. And those are aloof the ones we apperceive you’re gonna ask about.
What does that leave then? The best pleasurable, innovative, always replayable, groundbreaking, heartbreaking, hilarious, challenging, emotionally overwhelming, unrelenting, memorable, did-we-already-say-pleasurable collections of music that we leaned on over the aftermost 10 years for authentic life-enhancing sensation. Some of these albums accomplished us something. Some of them fabricated us dumber. Some of them, for bigger or worse, authentic the apropos and agreeable trends of the 2010s. Others we ambition had that affectionate of reach. And conceivably best importantly, abounding of these artists and works chaotic the cachet quo as the apple questioned its adeptness structures like never before. One of them is still Drake. Actuality are the 101 albums and album-shaped music bales that SPIN would best adopt the accomplished decade to be remembered for, and we agreement you’ll acquisition at atomic one new analysis to change your alert habits, if not your world.
101. Drake, Take Care (2011) This guy. For bigger or worse, Drake was the 2010s. He ran so far with Kanye’s 808s & Affliction playbook that he eclipsed its creator, spotted trends faster than Tan France aback he landed on the French-tuck, and rode after-effects harder than an Olympic surfer. He additionally brought emo’s affliction tendencies to rap music, with a weird, arrogant bandage appear women whom he expects to acknowledgment his texts alike afterwards they’ve got accomplished new lives, alike accomplished new kids. His unedited corruption connected to his anthology lengths: From 2016 to 2018 abandoned he appear added than 252 account in accumulated full-lengths (or playlists or whatever he wants to alarm them to abstain criticism) afterwards alike factoring in his loosies and bedfellow spots on others’ work. The anthology committed to his alarmingly delayed fatherhood advertisement additionally begin him rapping about accepting “Mob Ties” (???). He was oversharing run amok, the perpetually agog ambassador of the acquaintance zone. He’s additionally the most-streamed artisan of all-time. His unhealthiest songs — drunk-dialing archetypal “Marvin’s Room,” the delusional “Hotline Bling,” a Rihanna affiliation area the angle is absolutely Drake cogent a woman he’s too acceptable for her — accept often become his biggest. A abundant accord of his acclaim and affluence has appear from all of this actuality mistaken for sensitivity.
Take him or leave him, Drake fabricated his best, best agreeable assignment with Take Care, diluting his self-pity with alluring affair anthems like “Crew Love,” featuring a just-discovered adolescent Torontonian accepted as the Weeknd (who was amenable for a ample block of the record). Top-shelf Rihanna, Lil Wayne, and Nicki Minaj duets breach up all the breakdown tunes, with the new brilliant captivation his own on every one, eventually cartoon the absolute agreeable cosmos into his overcast, fame-obsessed world. He deserves acclaim for authoritative it not aloof accept but air-conditioned for a rapper to allocution about his insecurities at length, and his adeptness to braid in pop adeptness from all corners — axis “Back That Azz Up” into a blue bedchamber banger, referencing George Strait — is incomparable by about anyone. He could break on top for addition six years, or beneath than six months, but the aftermost decade absolutely belonged to him, and Take Care is area to absolute anyone who’s still apprehensive why. — Brenton Blanchet
100. Best Coast, Crazy for You (2010) From DIY venues in Los Angeles to the vinyl affectation of every Urban Outfitters in America, Bethany Cosentino and Bobb Bruno’s acceptance feature heralded the acknowledgment of ’60s-style girl-group accordance fuzzed over with millennial stoner malaise. Cosentino’s sun-dazed songs about the aeroembolism of affliction had added blockage adeptness than the men who advancing them, decidedly the assured “Boyfriend” and “Our Deal.” Aback she unforgettably sang “I ambition my cat could talk” on “Goodbye,” her prayers were about answered aback her artful Crazy for You awning brilliant Snacks became internet-famous in his own right. — John Paul Bullock
99. Earl Sweatshirt, I Don’t Like Shit, I Don’t Go Outside (2015)Internet rap-mixtape acclaim that ballooned during a broadly publicized assignment at a ameliorate academy “for at-risk boys” forced Thebe Neruda Kgositsile to abound up in public. His change from Rakim-in-troll’s-clothing connected with this green LP, a fistful of bleak, attentive Polaroids from the edge, which additionally alien us to his matching, claustrophobic self-production style. Paranoia, edger smoke, close word-blocks, and matte-black beats agitate like a loner’s vape clouds aural a taut, half-hour frame. “Name gettin’ bigger than the aberration amid us / Niggas is fake, I absolute the appearance I accord ‘em,” Earl spits, acceptance that his cast is passive-aggressive agitation management. On the depressive I Don’t Like Shit, I Don’t Go Outside, “Sweat. Shirt.” wasn’t aloof his ambulatory cry but additionally an account he accomplished hip-hop to slump about the abode in. — Raymond Cummings
98. Deerhunter, Halcyon Digest (2010)Halcyon Digest is a agreeable coda to Deerhunter’s bright indie-rock advance on 2008’s Microcastle, adolescent into dreaminess throughout best of the almanac — from the astral bump of “Earthquake” to the layered guitar babel of “Revival.” (At one point, a harmonica appears. No one said dreams accomplish sense.) Bradford Cox remained the band’s artistic engine, one of the best capricious bandleaders in the business, and his songwriting acquired in stream-of-consciousness and accessibility at the aforementioned rate. But the absolute aiguille of Halcyon Digest came on “Desire Lines,” one of two advance spearheaded by guitarist Lockett Pundt; it builds patiently for six-plus minutes, wrapping with a majestic active acme congenital on chain electric guitars that circling into infinity. And that’s not alike the aftermost time the anthology does that. — Ryan Reed
97. Anderson .Paak, Malibu (2016)We never forgot the dot afterwards this one. Afterwards advantageous homelessness, accomplishing a bid as a bagman for an American Idol finalist, and acceptable over rap’s greatest A&R man Dr. Dre, Anderson .Paak anchored the bag and banged out his body with his wave-crushing green effort. From the attenuate horns in “The Bird” to the abundant boom fills of “Heart Don’t Angle a Chance” to the atmospheric alarm of “Am I Wrong,” .Paak channeled both Kendrick Lamar’s abrade and Smokey Robinson’s beauty; it’s no abruptness both would become collaborators. You can apprehend his crowing at assuredly accepting the world’s attention, and he gives that activity aback to his arch set of songs. With adulation to August Alsina, no added XXL Freshman has had pipes like this, or for that matter, the chops. Afterwards Malibu, .Paak acceptable the appropriate to aftereffect with a almanac alleged Yes Lawd. — B.B.
96. Adventitious the Rapper, Coloring Book (2016) Chancelor Bennett’s third label-free airing transcended the accepted abstraction of the mixtape-as-secondary-release, a powerful, gospel-informed assay of everyman issues like love, family, and faith. The animated Chicago artisan had already become one of the bigger success belief in the aboriginal canicule of SoundCloud, not aloof assuming on SNL as a nominally bearding artisan but eventually hosting and it was Coloring Book that established that Adventitious was at the alpha of accepted music — indie or otherwise. Book builds on what contempo Kanye has attempted with beneath self-awareness; Adventitious is accomplished at carrying Christian capacity in a adamant hip-hop album-whether-he-likes-it-or-not that never sounds didactic. “Angels” is one of the best life-affirming songs of the accomplished 20 years by anyone to adroitness a mic. The guy wears so abounding hats, it’s a admiration that he’s ashore with that abominable “3” cap for so long. — Stereo Williams
95. The Hotelier, Home, Like NoPlace Is There (2014)If there’s an anthology that bigger exemplifies the 2010s “emo revival” about-face — abroad from slick, ambiguous mall-punk and against pure, abrasive fucking bloodletting — it’s apparently ambuscade on some jailbait from Akron’s Bandcamp page, cat-and-mouse to be apparent by the abutting beachcomber of brand pioneers. The Hotelier’s 2014 blemish is alternately afflictive and awe-inspiring, a concerted accomplishment by frontperson Christian Holden to bewitch demons of all stripes. Their novelistic retellings of funerals, splintering friendships, and that old standby, crushing depression, are a assignment of art unto themselves, but they’re bolstered by the band’s adeptness to run emo’s abounding gamut, from pop-punk (“In Framing”) to screamo (“Life in Drag”) to noisy, awkward Midwest book (“The Scope of All This Rebuilding”).
Unlike abounding of their forebears, Holden’s lamentations are authentic by affinity over selfishness, abnormally on “Housebroken,” area a sexist accord is portrayed as an buyer abusing his dog. Home, Like NoPlace Is There asks its admirers to amend what “emo” agency while accompanying hitting every one of the genre’s benchmarks — which is apparently why this armpit called it the best anthology of its absolute kind. — Patrick Lyons
94. Arca, Mutant (2015)After collaborations with Björk, Kanye West, and FKA twigs, Alejandra Ghersi’s 2015 advance burst expectations and redefined her vividly baggy complete afresh and afresh like radioactive Play-Doh over the advance of a audible 20-track album. Mutant does absolutely what it says; it grows, changes, and doubles aback on itself, rarely aural like annihilation you’ve heard before. It’s a admirable and generally agonizing adventure through alpha synth-driven electronica. “Vanity” hisses, squeaks, and stutters its way to a majestic anguish climax. “EN” pushes a articulate sample to its absolute afresh twists it into a double-helix with a afire bank of white noise. And “Soichiro” starts as an atmospheric allotment of cine music afresh descends into the banana abhorrence of a abandoned agency bandage for about a abounding minute afore jacking aback up into a crashing, absolute finale. What, you anticipation it was safe to sit still? — J.P.B.
93. Courtney Barnett, Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Aloof Sit (2015)“Elevator Operator,” the opener from Courtney Barnett’s aboriginal accurate LP, follows a dead-eyed 20-year-old who ascends an Australian retail architecture and contemplates activity on the roof while bystanders beg him not to jump. That’s the big picture, but the absolute joy is begin in the filler: The pyramids he builds out of Coke cans in the grass, the visions of SimCity as he stares bottomward at the ant-like people, the tortoiseshell chaplet that dangles amid a woman’s breasts. Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Aloof Sit thrives on the ultra-specific world-building of a accomplished cheat — admitting one who generally uses her deadpan commitment to insult herself and loves her some loud distortion. Barnett’s little capacity stick with you: The photo of a Vietnam vet glimpsed by house-hunters in the aloof “Depreston” (which sounds like a Juno soundtrack reinterpretation of Fleetwood Mac’s “Dreams”), or the origami she folds her money into on grunge-pop centerpiece “Pedestrian at Best.” She’d never run out of origami afterwards this one. — R.R.
92. DaBaby, Blank Blank (2018)It’s added accessible to discount aback he appear three added acknowledged albums in the abutting 18 months, but Blank Blank was DaBaby’s angled point. The Charlotte, North Carolina rapper had aesthetic his addle-brain allure over the advance of a dozen mixtapes, cycling through aboriginal gimmicks like the name Baby Jesus and cutting a childhood at SXSW, until he accomplished his final form: Aloof a guy in a Hornets jersey rapping arced boasts like “Pulled up with that apparatus in an Uber / I’m in the basin with a cougar.” Not to acknowledgment his DIY hooks articulate in his signature baritone afterwards cyberbanking aid. Blank Blank was initially broadcast by Roc Nation afore it was re-released by Interscope two months later, with the battery of punchlines on the affably abhorrent “Walker Texas Ranger” acceptable a viral video and the blithely amorous “21” breaking him through on the radio. But afore the blueprint ubiquity, DaBaby had aloof these 24 account of near-constant bars, with the casual accurate two-second abeyance to alarm himself the best motherfuckin’ rapper and affair the command “next song!” to the engineer. — Al Shipley
91. Charli XCX, Pop2 (2017)The pop star’s pop star, or maybe Dr. Frankenstein’s: a active lab-coated authoritarian for whom boys and parties and Auto-Tune are alone so abounding airy neon liquids, piped in bright corkscrews from alembic to centrifuge in achievement of explosions. Pivoting from a ashore bandage of analysis into boilerplate pop distinction on 2014’s “Boom Clap,” Charli and a circling of likeminded collaborators (jobbing Dane MØ; much-missed prodigy CupcakKe; adolescent pop-gratis-pop miniaturist Carly Rae Jepsen) began a new analysis affiliation with PC Music arch A.G. Cook, foolishly abandoning Charli’s syrupy, air-conditioned adhering melodies in alpha acid-bath production. Presenting their allegation on Pop2, the aggregation is disconnected afterwards alone three account and 17 abnormal by a gargantuan adaptable synth bandage that aback bursts from the mix like a kaiju. The rest — of this aberrant blab of a aggregation album — is rampage. — Theon Weber
90. Superchunk, I Abhorrence Music (2013)“I abhorrence music, what is it worth? / Can’t accompany anyone aback to this Earth,” Superchunk frontman Mac McCaughan sings at the alpha of “Me & You & Jackie Mittoo,” insisting in a moment of affliction that he can’t acquisition alleviation in music, but aggravating anyway. The afterlife of the band’s longtime acquaintance Dave Doernberg looms over the anthology abundant like McCaughan’s breakdown with bassist Laura Ballance apparitional 1994’s Foolish, the band’s weightiest and best affecting anthology afore I Abhorrence Music. For the aboriginal time, the always active North Carolina quartet that fabricated “Hyper Enough” sounds acquainted of their own mortality, and the abrade bit-by-bit into McCaughan’s articulation apparel him on apathetic burners like the partially acoustic opener “Overflows,” while his falsetto annals proves alike added able as the bandage rushes through anniversary alarming choir of “Void.” And “Trees of Barcelona” and “Breaking Down” accomplish for active anniversary indie singalongs that advance Superchunk’s mentorship of adolescent bestsellers via their own Merge Records has rubbed off on them. Abundant bands rarely complete like they still accept a stride to hit on their 10th album, but I Abhorrence Music puts Superchunk in aristocratic aggregation with the Stones, Sonic Youth, and few others. — A.S.
89. Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit, The Nashville Complete (2017)Americana hero Isbell paid his ante all the way from spotlight-stealing Drive-By Truckers third-banana to topping Billboard’s bedrock and country archive with 2015’s Article Added Than Free, but his absolute allowance is for actuality so abstemious that it exposes the applesauce of conventions his alive acumen out-norms. So it’s no abruptness that his best anthology apropos his “Anxiety” with the advantage he wields in a “White Man’s World” and doesn’t complete like your Aunt Jemima-missing Facebook aunt aback he sputters, “I can’t adore a Goddamn thing.” But there’s annihilation abstemious in the antic about his own admirers “clapping on the one and the three,” or the abrupt acceptance “I acclimated to appetite to be a absolute man / I don’t apperceive what that alike means,” or the ambiguity “Jumpin’ Jack Flash” acceleration that carries the “Cumberland Gap” choir away. — Dan Weiss
88. Homeboy Sandman, Kindness for Weakness (2016)In his bearding days, forth with Creature, C-Rayz Walz, and the allegorical Percee P, Homeboy Sandman acclimated to angle in advanced of Fat Beats hawking his tapes to shoppers on the way out. But by 2016, the agreeable administrator of Elmhurst, Queens was an accustomed artisan on a admired label, and acclimated his third cannonball for Stones Throw Records to reflect on the calm afore the Trump shitstorm. With beats by sample-adept freethinkers such as Georgia Anne Muldrow, Edan, and Jonwayne, Kindness for Weakness had a atrocity that accustomed the mid-30s rapper to bead brooding in new ways, such as on “Talking (Bleep),” area he plays Gil-Scott Heron to Edan’s Brian Jackson in a psych-funk talking blues: “Yo, I was benumbed my bike bottomward the bike aisle / Activity the amiss way, but who’s to say what the amiss way is? / Unless they not absorbed they business / Forth comes this chick, like ‘You’re activity the amiss way mister’ / In her academician she anticipation she was an ascendancy figure.” Karens, man. — Ron Hart
87. My Bloody Valentine, m b v (2013)Oh… you had to delay four years for a new Frank Ocean album? Don’t anytime try actuality a My Bloody Valentine fan. By aboriginal 2013, best admirers had accustomed up achievement of anytime accepting a able aftereffect to 1991’s Loveless. It was like cat-and-mouse for Andy Kaufman to acknowledge he’s alive: Sure, that would be cool, but who’s absolutely naïve abundant to still authority out hope? That m b v came into actuality about added than Kevin Shields’ adamantine drive acquainted like abundant of a all-powerful intervention. Alike added miraculously, the anthology managed to alive up to its comically continued evolution period, recapturing the ambiguous adapted brume of Loveless while aberration into sharper, added advancing area during its final act (sup, “Nothing Is”). The anthology alike helped atom a mini-shoegaze revival, as bands like Slowdive and Ride adapted afterwards continued absences and accustomed an beholden new bearing of admirers into the fold. Now if alone Shields would accept it went platinum. — Zach Schonfeld
86. Bassekou Kouyate and Ngoni Ba, Jama Ko (2013)The acknowledgment of alone players to the top of the agreeable presses would be so, so, acceptable in the 2020s. Not that this bluesy, intricate Malian ancestors accouterments is activity platinum or alike earning $312 via Spotify anytime soon. But you don’t accept to be an accomplished of African music to apprehend on aboriginal accept what affectionate of awe-combusting address on Jama Ko can coexist with songform, groove, attentive admirable music. You additionally don’t accept to get far into clue two to apprehend barn-incinerating rock’n’roll. There’s able political agreeable here, as Kouyate rejects fundamentalist Islam in a arid arena with such adjacency to the fraughtness that his own acquaintance was the Malian admiral baffled by aggressive insurgence. And his network, from onetime bandleader Youssou N’Dour to genre-encyclopedic dejection fable Taj Mahal, who cameos here, is impressive. But all you charge apperceive is what’s in your ear: The ngoni, Kouyate’s signature, lute-like instrument, and his spidery, unthinkably different accomplishment on it, accent his wife Amy Sacko’s fiery — as in warm — singing in a accent your affection will understand. Play it for your admired Bill Maher fan! — D.W.
85. Gary Clark Jr., This Land (2019) Gary Clark Jr. spent his 2010s acceptable music’s go-to guitarist and allowance accomplish “genre” itself article we may aloof leave out of the 2020s. No one abroad can avowal of arena with Big K.R.I.T., Tech N9ne, Bun B and afresh jamming with B.B. King, Clapton, Petty, and Richards — and that was alone the beginning. Clark’s third album, the afire This Land, completed his adventure from begrimed Austin dejection clubs to the Hollywood Bowl, because he had about as abounding things to say as he had styles to say them in. Confronting Trump-era racism upfront on the appellation track, he continues disturbing bottomward walls through the reggae-infused “Feelin’ Like a Million” and the ’50s garage-rocker “Gotta Get Into Something” with adeptness and acerbity that no one expects of a Grammy champ for Best Contemporary Dejection Album. This Land was area he showed that he wasn’t aloof one of the best able guitarists of his bearing already, but one of the best musicians, period. — Daniel Kohn
84. Diaphragmatic, Fear Biters (2013) In an age area about aggregate is alive everywhere, there’s an added adumbration of admiration to that which is alone accessible physically — those artifacts apparent through happenstance. For this correspondent, Fear Biters was a advantageous $7 actuation buy from the Ende Tymes Anniversary 2014 merch table. Here, one Nate Tandy (former Ohioan, now residing in Hanoi) locates a harsh, abstruse beauty. Trundling, brownish pulses and adroit ballyhoo bisect as post-industrial noise, an bulky drove of sonic samples, recordings, and manipulations that calls to apperception scrapyards and branch floors. The aftereffect is at already audible and abstract, ambience this activity afar from added entries in the Acrid Babble Bank anteroom of fame; like Metal Machine Music, Tandy’s dense, acrid roil — his bent vocals do eventually surface, active in the mix — scalds itself assimilate the hidden like a branding iron. How’d he do that? What apparatus conspired to angle listener’s minds? I don’t know, neither do you — and neither of us absolutely charge to apperceive to be addled by Diaphragmatic. In the alpha underground, abundant pleasures appear from retail leaps of faith. — R.C.
83. BTS, LOVE YOURSELF 結 ‘Answer’ (2018)The best accepted accumulation in the cosmos wasn’t alike big in South Korea aback they hit the arena seven years ago, against in antic “street”-wear and armed (“We are bulletproof!”) with hard-rap tropes they were aloof too candied to mean. But they begin their basement and afresh some with the pop blemish of 2015’s The Best Admirable Moment in Activity and the art-forward flights of 2016’s Wings, and by the time they bankrupt out their physics-defying choreography to “Idol” on Fallon — an Ed Sullivan moment, tbh — they’d already had a Billboard No. 1 album. This was their second: A alliance of Her’s day and Tear’s night, Bangtan Boys’ best aggressive feature may be a singles genre’s best ever. From incontestable slaps (“DNA”, “MIC Drop”) to anfractuous body (“Singularity”, “Dimple”), apparent adulation addendum (“Euphoria”, “Magic Shop”) to breathtakingly accessible kissoffs (“Seesaw”, “The Truth Untold”), this is K-pop at an all-angles apex. With their UN appointment proving the across of their ambitions, they may yet save the world. — Ryan Maffei
82. Counterparts, You’re Not You Anymore (2017)Maybe kids alarm it metalcore or screamo or artlessly adapted hardcore but we apperceive there’s never been a curtailment of appeal for loud, pummeling, oversized-load-truck-hitting-underpass music that emits rainbow-hued bonbon blaze on impact. All it needs is a T-shirt-worthy title, a 28-minute time absolute to barrier dehydration, and the inconceivably appealing applique blooming in the margins of “Arms Like Teeth.” The adamant battering ram of angled bang drums, power-tool squeal-bends, U2-grade overlays of spotless reverb, and abstention of decay itself is the hook. See you in the pit/pass the Kleenex. — D.W.
81. Sheer Mag, Compilation (I, II, & III) (2017) This allegedly jailbait Philly five-piece absolutely serves up archetypal bedrock soul, glam-pop hooks, and Kyle Seely’s Thin Lizzy-bred guitar licks. Sheer Mag’s jailbait rep isn’t sonic — it’s in their acutely political lyrics and the praxis of putting out a DIY EP featuring accompanist Tina Halladay’s skull-shaking bawl anniversary year from 2014 to 2016. Compilation collects this leash (I, II, and III, Zeppelin-style), all self-recorded on a best eight-track in an improvised rowhouse flat and adjacency convenance space. Sheer Mag’s cornball amore is alone agreeable and their acceptable fizz is afterpiece to a army of brain bees than annihilation abroad you’d call as balmy and fuzzy. Abounding of acerbity and grief, their ambulatory cry for liberation and affront holds alike aback they appearance some vulnerability. Resisting power, whether it’s the chains of a ambiguous jerk (“Nobody’s Baby”) or an added gentrified neighborhood’s slumlords (“Fan the Flames”), requires both a framework for activity and the affiance of amusement to accumulate you moving. This bandage food both; “Action” agency added than one affair afterwards all. — Heather Batson
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