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37 kicks off with Tó, circular, the percussion resonating in a room, the stabs leading, and the bass pumping. 12 is next, all harmony, promising pastoral harmony, synth clock and mouth moisture clicks. Paradela bursts in on the flip side, monumental, synthetic symphony, acidic and bright. Jordão is last, rhythmic stutter, the rhythm cuts through, accompanied by a monotone pulse, some lost keys make their way into the mix, it tries to stabilize so it can calmly take you by the hand and lead you home, into the river.