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Time traveling to the hardcore punk rock days of the early eighties, I had a friend who would take me to church in South Los Angeles. She knew when the best touring gospel bands were coming through, and though I had absolutely zero interest in the concept of god and an open disdain for religion, I went for the music.
Acid for the Children: A Memoir
by Flea
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