This guy reminds me why I'm proud to be from Iowa.
And this lady reminds me why I'm happy I'm not living in Texas.
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"An organist, while practicing one day, hit a particular chord which elevated his consciousness and he experienced what might be called nirvana or a glimpse of heaven -- perhaps a trance of sorts. However, as with all forms of stimulants, it was short lived and he moved one hand and could not find that special chord again. He spent the rest of his life searching for it."
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