Nov. 1978. First time in London, with my fellow 9th graders. The excitement is endless. Somebody turns on Top of The Pops in the hotel bar. A band named Blondie appears on the screen. The track is Picture This. Debbie Harry goes into the chorus, and every guy in the room falls instantly in love; no more no less. Luckily the same song is to be found at the hotel jukebox. Needless to say, Picture This rotates into constant repeat....
 

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