It was a wretched hive - a hot bed of hormonal drippings of
sex and drugs.
Free range mutants wandering the streets
looking for some kind of connection.
The smell of weed and piss and acid rain
permeated the air with a perfume unique to that moment in
time.
Chicago,
the intersection of Belmont and Clark.
A legion of teenagers congregated in the parking lot of a
donut shop,
dancing in an all ages club
creating the world where they belong.
Punks, Skins, Goths, Metalheads, Rude Boys, Queers, Club
Kids…
This is their story.
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