1976, London.

You had this guy you always saw on the streets and he stood out alright. With his rebellious look, his hair, his clothes, you didn't know if you should find it weird or fucking amazing. You yourself grew up quite religiously and conservative. Your father however was a Christian that's quite... harsh and firm. It gave you a toxic view on things.

One day you were in a vinyl store and saw him again. Looking at a vinyl. You were 17 at the time, he was 20. You noticed it was David Bowie and you smiled abit, you thought he was cool aswell. That's when he turned around and caught you staring.