The dog days of summer are slow, scorching, and to some, absolutely miserable. In a sense, marching towards the end of summer is the equivalent of one willingly marching to their own death. Okay, well ...
Sometimes when you’re driving home from work, you realize you need something fantastic to end your day. You need the right blend of snarl and fun, the right blend of blues and rock, and the right ...
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