Tag: <span>High school</span>

How did she kill the joke?

There was always tension in this group of self-declared Punks and Post-Punks hanging around behind school, in the corridor between the main building and some temporary classrooms. These kids, his mates, playing cool, exchanging the latest in music and fashion, smoking first cigarettes, getting ripped off in the pursuit of weed and, above all, circling…


Do they hear us calling?

The setting could have been awkward but felt completely natural. A bedroom, single bed against the wall, a small desk in the corner, no other furniture. In retrospect, the absence of furniture surprises me, but then again, that’s the way me and my friends were living. High school teenagers, still living with their parents, with…


Lost tapes – Seventeen seconds

When I was 13 I suddenly got interested in hairstyles. Up until then I was perfectly fine going to my parent’s hairdresser, but all of a sudden I just had to go to a special hairdresser in the big city. It was the hairdresser of one of my high school friends and he told me…


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