listen as the late 90s see the decade coming and we all went away. I farmed CDs at best buy, the great beginning of the need to make sure everything would always be just so. I curated Aphex Twins and AC/DC according to their kind, sold DVD players for 400 dollars, caught kids stealing porn and shitty music. this came on every hour on the Summer of ’98 Best Buy Super Sampler, we played “Closing Time” to kick you out, Katie Holmes was Beatrice in songs sung by The Flys. How we sensed foreboding, how we savored loss. It was all we knew then, all we could. Sometimes, I miss those days.