euro-trash girl. ha.
when i was 16, 17 my friends and i used to sit up at an eat-rite diner drinking shitty coffee and smoking expensive cigarettes until 1:00 am. oh, how are under-developed lungs rattled and wheezed. we convinced the guy who took care of the jukebox (yeah, that's right) to keep that song on there, even though no one else played it. i think we bought him a coffee or something.
we usually ended the night by playing that song. for most of us Midwestern kids listening to that song was the closest we were going to get to actually doing the Grand Tour of continental europe.
great story, i know. i don't usually wallow in nostalgia. but there you are.
