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Chardonnay’s big do-over

The band looked rumpled, smelly, like they all had bad breath. The song was monotonous. And though I could sense my parents’ bewilderment as the remote hovered over Friday Night Videos, I was at a loss to explain why the reluctant spokesman for my generation felt stupidand contagious. It was 1991, the beginning of a […]

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