And now, each night I count the stars. And each night I get the same number. And when they will not come to be counted, I count the holes they leave. - Amiri Baraka
Heart-on-your-sleeve pop music and aching melodies that soundtracked the birth of the American teenager. Image: INTERFOTO / Alamy Stock Photo
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