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2009 release from the 80's pop legend. Special edition includes his huge classics "I Like Chopin", "Masterpiece" ( Both From Stephen Chow’s CJ7) , "Telephone Mama" and "La Dolce Vita"! Includes 15 track bonus disc with several remixes. 32 tracks. Syndrome Review
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