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I’m having insane fun reading Russian forums about last night’s Placebo gig in Moscow. Russian is a beautiful language-very rich and descriptive. Apparently the gig was absolutely amazing and that is great of course and yet I can’t help to feel every cell in my body brimming with jealousy-it’s still quite unbearable to think that just might’ve been the last Placebo show in my life. And I have no other choice but to hope that future will prove me wrong. Will it help if I promise to be a good girl?