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03/13/2005: ""
I went to three different places in New York this week where "Is It All Over My Face" played at some point. Every single time, the crowd went completely bananas the minute it started. Magic. This is either a testament to the song's enduring and unimpeachable genius, an explanation of why I still love this city and its love-dancing crowds, or all of the above.
