underground discovery 2025-09-16T19:01:22Z
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Rain lashed against the tin roof of the shepherd's hut like impatient fingers drumming on a dashboard. I’d traded city gridlock for Highland emptiness, only to find isolation had a suffocating weight when the mist swallowed every horizon. My phone? A useless brick without signal. That creeping dread of being untethered vanished the moment I swiped open Audiomack. Not some curated "nature sounds" playlist – but raw, grimy basslines from a Glasgow collective I’d discovered weeks prior, now vibrati