Whatever the circumstances, when they happen you know, and the thought runs through your mind, more resignation than panic: Welp, hopefully I don’t die here. Maybe you’re being crushed against a barricade. ![]() It usually comes when you find yourself stuck in a crowd at a festival or a club, packed in so tight you can’t move or really breathe-that feeling in your gut that things are about to go bad. I am going to die in this club without even hearing this record, and it’s all JAY-Z’s fault.
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