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July 7, 2007
Another song from the 80's offered momentary anesthesia as I pondered the new perpective I had gained from the song's lyrics. Outside, more people crossed the street in front of me; some of them holding hands, some walking alone with their own respective strides. As the song faded into static, I looked at the pedestrians and thought about Tarantino's Natural Born Killers and understood why the film was so popular. We're all killers figuratively, and the film wouldn't have made any sense if the killers were friends or individuals. Then again, neither would Romeo and Juliet, Babel or Girl Interrupted.