from the Freezing cold at Flushing Stop on the JZ. I mean COLD. Luckily I was left alone for most of the time. I knew I was ignoring some people who wanted to talk, but its too distracting.
Its the equivalent of someone going up to a DJ in the middle of a mix, scraping the needle across the record and asking "are you mixing?" Then the DJ has to find the exact spot where he was distracted, and start again. Until the next person comes along and asks the same thing.
Oh and about 2 hours and 30 mins.
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