Greece. Year 200X. Summer. On stage at the courtyard of the Church of the Holy Apostles, where a feast dedicated to the Holy Apostles was taking place, a gypsy band member was blowing his clarinet and his face was worried. His sound was weak. The sound guy caught up his dissatisfaction and asked him "Do you want a little BEASTIECIA?". The gypsy nodded his head making faces of deep satisfaction.
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