From the day
Perspective: The Teenager · Sound
The static on my Walkman finally gives way to the opening wail of Bon Jovi’s "Bad Medicine," drowning out the digital beep of my watch and the screech of city buses. I’m leaning against the drugstore window, watching some kid clutch a plastic Donatello figure like it’s gold while his mom grumbles about shelling out **$0.55** for a single loaf of bread. It’s honestly so grody how expensive everything is getting lately, especially with the radio rambling on about airfares hitting the roof. I just want to crank the volume high enough to ignore the world and disappear into the beat.