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I’m at that point where the opening guitar riffs of Hegwig And The Angry Inch make me tear up. Cool cool cool.
Turns out I still have every word memorized.
The longing in this film!
“Deny me and be doomed.” 
“Does my other half have what I don’t? Did he get the looks? The luck? The love? Were we really separated forceably or did he just run off with the good stuff?”
I just spent the last 1 1/2 cry/scream-singing at my television. Hedwig and the Angry Inch still sets my heart on fire. It's a tonic.
