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Originally Posted by sebastian_dangerfield
He referred to too many people directly. I did not know Sandy, Terry, or Mary. Nor, more notably, Wendy. This made it hard for me to relate to her town ripping the bones from Wendy's back. And while I understand the concept of deathtraps, and even suicide raps (I think, maybe), if one was born to engage in a fairly simple activity, assuming they've reached driving age, why haven't they done it?
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Sebby, only a man without a soul doesn't know a Wendy, a Mary, or a Sandy. And if falling in love with a Rosalita or a (Puerto Rican) Jane is wrong, then I don't wanna be right.
Ty: I received the Springsteen memoir as a generic winter gift-giving holiday present, and am getting ready to start it.
GGG: I think I've told this story before, but Led Zeppelin was so popular at my school that I had to pretend to like them to avoid complete ostracization and the occasional ass-kicking. Listening to Robert Plant's nasally whine still gives me hives.
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