Here is a bit of a ramble. I was raised on grunge music. Man with gritty voices and long hair dressed in flannel, girls screeching about how society sucks, low deep guitars growling out over the garage. These are the images that paint my psyche at a very young age. Some part of me still loves my acid washed jeans and T-shirts. (They ARE really
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