It’s sad to know that our youth will never know the joy of a $675/month apartment, pumping $10 worth of gas to drive you around for the weekend, a fresh pack of Marlboro Lights for $3.75 and sitting in a local diner, smoking, drinking coffee and eating fries, for 4 hours with/friends and a revolving door of school chums and crushes coming and going throughout the night. I am forever grateful to have had the 1990’s ‘Reality Bites’ experience versus the cluster-fuque kids have to endure now.

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