Cult, the - sweet soul sister • live 1987 / 1989 - The Cult Lyrics - Soul Asylum


Having gone to classes at many fitness studios in Philadelphia, I was surprised not to recognize anyone in the class. “Who are these people?” I asked myself as I looked at the Lululemon-clad crowd around me, the sinewy muscles, the foundation-smoothed faces. There were two men, both of whom picked discreet bikes in the back row, but the rest was a sea of ponytails and headbands bobbing back and forth as their owners pedaled in place, checking themselves out in the mirrors that lined the room.

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