CHAD: Do me a favor. ME: What now, Charles? CHAD: Cue your CD to Coldplay’s “Yellow.” Turn off your bedroom light. Lie down, close your eyes and open them when Chris sings, “Look.” I take the Sony Discman from my bookshelf and advance it to the fifth track on Parachutes and put on my headphones. The window is half open. Heat and humidity touch my bare skin. The street is dark, save for the lit lamp posts. I follow Chad’s instructions, lie in bed and hit play. Turning over, I flip off the bedroom light and close my eyes. When Chris Martin sings, “Look,” I open them. Oh my God! I can’t believe
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