Adventures in Solitude
The New Pornographers

We thought we lost you

We thought we lost you

We thought we lost you

Welcome back

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There was an explosive crack from behind him. A familiar sound, vexing as always. Such a cheap way of time travel. He could bet on its owner.

"Jack, are you really going to make me disable that again?" he said, turning around. But what he saw stopped him in his tracks.

A woman stood in front of him, hands on her hips, grinning in her impish way. Her infamous hair was even more electric than usual, spraying up around her face and head. His breath caught in his throat. He hadn't seen her in years.

"Hello, sweetie."