#5 Feat. Banner in Techno (Peak Time / Driving)

If a frail palm tree rider were dragged in circles around the arena for months in front of a tireless public on a swaying elephant by a ruthless master of ceremonies, spinning and throwing empty kisses, and if this cruel charade, amid the roar of the orchestra and ventilators, continued into a bleak future, accompanied by applause pounding like steam hammers, perhaps a furious visitor might rush down the staircase, burst into the ring, and cry Cut the crap! based on Franz Kafka

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