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Just when I thought Barry White was the weirdest music I might hear in Mexico, I think what I heard today beats Barry! I hopped off the bus and was walking home past a very modest home and emanating from this extremely modest home was George Michael's late 80s (I think?) hit, Careless Whisper. I started laughing out loud. What other reaction could I have!? Look at that hair!

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