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The screaming in the streets rose as dancing sequins ground to a halt. The poets looked up from the boulevard as their dreams were luridly corrupted by neon and plastic.
Roller disco icons were buried with Studio 54 while the Bee-Gees were replaced by Loverboy, and platforms by mohawks and pogo-balls. The 70's were over.
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