Concrete Blonde

1990….
Lately an image, thought, smell, or musical note will cause me to reflect upon a time
I had previously forgotten
1990….
As I wait to board, I hear music that reminds me of
freedom, love, experimentation, youth..
of artistic expression
1990….

Wench, bring my ale, what say you?

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