Do not lose (all) your teenage angst.

Do not lose (all) your teenage angst.

My teenage years officially began with the gifting of a stand-up, pink-and-gray stereo system. Along with the system came a Tiffany LP and a Whitesnake tape (Hello, Lonely Street of Dreams!). Hours and days passed, as I locked myself in my room copying sappy love...

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