Last night our bus died. Turned out (thankfully) that it was just a bum battery. Robert, one of the owners of The Magic Bag (the venue we played) called his mechanic friend @mikefuckinlaw to help, bought us all a drink, offered to let us crash at the venue and then got us a great deal on a nearby hotel. Hands down some of the nicest people ever. Robert also wouldn't accept a vinyl (he doesn't like taking Merch from bands as it's gas money) and would only take it if we beat him in Rock Paper Scissors. We won... In so many ways. Thanks so much guys, your generosity is unparalleled.

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