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I used to hang out a lot at the Rock Shop. You know the store by the freeway where you can crack rocks that look like regular dull rocks but actually have this crazy dyed crystal stuff on the inside?
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For those of you that missed the previous screening of Salad Days: A Decade of Punk in Washington, DC (1980-90) or didn’t get in because it was sold out, … 146 more words