Song Cleaning My Gun: Echoes of Responsibility and Reflection in Music

A World Formed by Firearm Ballads The rhythmic click on of steel on steel. The scent of solvent and oil. The deliberate, cautious dance of disassembling, cleansing, and reassembling. For some, it is a mundane chore; for others, a ritual, a second of quiet contemplation. This act, the act of cleansing my gun, finds its … Read more

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