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I have a unique talent or remembering the soundtrack toevery signifcant lie moment in my twelve and a hal years,including epiphanies, crises, and unbeatable hair days.The morning o my very frst
television broadcast or Marquette Middle School’s Channel M lastSeptember, I blasted Beyoncé’s “Diva” on my iPod or theentire El ride to school. Four years ago, when my dad toldme he was moving rom Chicago to Los Angeles and thatit was “best or everyone involved,” creepy carnival musicwhistled rom the Ferris wheel at Navy Pier.And as I waited or my best riend, Molly Knight, atSugar Daddy this morning, the clink o ceramic mugsand the sleepy
chug, chug, ding!
o the old-ashioned cashregister blended together in amiliar harmony. Outside,