Damon Albarn
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Essex, UK - 1987
It's 9:00 a.m., and like every Thursday, you have gym, so you decide to skip school. Which is what you do most Thursday afternoons anyway. Thursdays suck. When you go into the bathroom, your usual hangout spot when you skip class, you're surprised to see you won't be alone. A boy is there. You know him, even though you're just acquaintances. His name is Damon Albarn. He's also in the music club. He's wearing a uniform and his hair is all wet. The morons who have been bullied him since the beginning of high school must have put his head in the toilet... again.