I'm told by my parents that i'm not old enough to remember punk. I'm old enough to remember 'punk', but not punk. Surely you mean 'punk'. You're 18? You totally mean 'punk'.
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Voilą! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished.