It’s the spring of 1995 and I hate R&B. Not hate per se, more like indifference. I was the Grinch, with a shriveled up heart for R&B, with […]
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It’s the spring of 1995 and I hate R&B. Not hate per se, more like indifference. I was the Grinch, with a shriveled up heart for R&B, with […]