It seems like references to Atlantis are popping up in my life with more frequency than what I'd consider normal, but if a continent is going to follow me, I'm glad it's one associated with great music.
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Atlantis is actually stalking you. I'd enter the witness protection program under the name Andrew Goldsmith if I were you. A continent won't find you there.
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