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April 7th, 2006
9:30 PM, or thereabouts
A party to celebrate days when communication involved stamps and wires buried in the ground. A time when music came in the form of grooves in a piece of wax.
Attendees are engouraged to wear something retro, classic, and otherwise old-school.
More details to come…