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Breathe in.Breathe out.Now, wait a second. Imagine you've just removed the plastic from a new CD or album. It might have been a struggle, but you managed.Carefully, you pry open the jewel case and extract (I said "carefully"!) the liner notes.A waft of alkylated ketene dimers dissipates into the air.Breathe in.That's the stuff... New album smell...It's February 2002. I'm a high schooler on a shopping trip with my mother. Most teenagers would despise this and want to stay at home. A shopping trip meant spending upwards of two hours in the music store. I like the music store.The music store, because it was the only one even a little close to home. I enjoyed flicking through every album. It was a good way to pass the time, standing with a coffee, using your index and middle fingers to walk through the album.Flip... flip... flip...And there it is, an album you just read about on Pitchfork (where it was given a 10/10) and in Exclaim! magazine:Source Tags & Code by …And You Will Know Us by…

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