One fact I cannot deny, I am a child of The Eighties. The hair, the music, the movies, the shoulderpads. If I could go back in time and live in that time I would, no questions asked. I'm sure that's just the nostalgia talking and I wouldn't really enjoy The Eighties the way that I did as a kid.
But to be a kid in The Eighties... It wasn't just the half-hour long toy commercials, it wasn't just the sugary breakfast cereals, it wasn't just the rise of Nintendo. There were movies. Movies I watched so many times I can still to this day recite large chunks of dialogue. That repitition burned images on my brain, as it turns out sometimes those images never really existed.
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