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Friday, January 21, 2005 

We're all disappearing up our own asses


I think it stands on its own, but I will add one thing; anyone who thinks that "Stylus is unfortunately hellbent on transforming itself into Pitchfork" either hasn't been reading us long or has missed the fact that Pitchfork has gotten a lot closer to us than vice versa. I mean, if you read Stylus and come away with that opinion, whatever, that's cool, but I don't think many of the people who actually, y'know work for the site would agree.

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