Something about Italy I've taken back with me — a weird appreciation of American roads and drivers. I guess eventually you get used to hairpin turns on ridiculously narrow hill roads, sudden appearances of main streets and pedestrians following blind curves, and nearly no signs, as well as road sharers who haven't got the slightest bit of patience for your perplexity. Maybe, but I'm happy to not have to. It's hard to choose music for that type of driving. Back on our roads, you can imagine all kinds of sinister and unrestrained contexts. Here's a song for some of that.Ladytron - International Dateline
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