The Gang of Many...
Coagulations of purpose and frivolity emerge bundled under a roof of creative expression and energy of intent called The Edison Eye where only an elongated S-curve slows you down enough to notice something amiss in a village otherwise reserved for an unobtrusive existence. We left the town the way we found it, yet we await for the next adventure with bated breath when the call to merge mind and soul is again given.



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