coolio

When I was a teenager, I used to go to cafés – usually themed cafés – with friends.

Whether it was to feel sophisticated through such highly-caffeinated soft drinks that I could see sounds or just because we were experimenting with young adulthood and corduroy, I don’t know. What I do know is that everywhere we went had a jukebox.

jukebox

And anytime there was a jukebox, I played this song and wouldn’t leave until it finished…