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It’s 1999 and my uncle is asking me if I’m gay because I have a blink 182 poster and not a poster of a bikini babe. It’s 2002 and I discover the “secret” original title to enema of the state. It’s 2019 and I am outside Lollapalooza on my pedicab and groan when I get a ride right as I hear the beginning notes to Dammit play.

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