While on my way to the Fry Bread House I heard the echoes of a Ramones song that I hadn't heard in years. That was when I first saw her she beckoned me in. I couldn't turn away, those beautiful albums on vinyl hanging from her walls. Stacks of CD's that burned me up inside. The mere sight of them I could not refuse. Everything from At The Drive-in to ZZ-Top. This was too good to be true. And that DVD collection of hers... Was this for real? Was I allowed to see what was before me and feel my way through what she had to offer? She let me flip through her movies and I was lured in further. That's when it happened. Sid and Nancy. The out-of-print Criterion Collection version. I felt my heart race and my breath quicken. Only $7? This had moved from beyond mere lust. I was in love.
That is true romance, young men. Something that was effortless and cost next to nothing. I began to question my faithfulness to Stinkweeds and Zia. What if they found out? That would be the end of it. That's when she began to purr out New Order. That's when I knew everything was going to be alright and going back to that place would be our little secret and that it would always be as good as the first time.