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Saturday Night at Dirtbox: A Very ’80s Adventure

by Trish Cantillon I came upon my teenage daughter watching The Breakfast Club recently.  It had been decades since I’d seen it, maybe even since its original release in 1985.  Along with the nostalgia and feelings of teenage angst, I remembered my encounter with Judd Nelson at an L.A. club in 1986. Dirt Box was an underground club that popped up randomly on a Saturday night in different sketchy locations downtown. Five dollars got you into the warehouse or loft where…

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More Than Pretty: A Daughter’s Reflection

by Trish Cantillon I watched nervously as the nurse flicked the veins on my mom’s arm, trying desperately to get an IV in. “What am I going to do with you, Miss Joaun? These veins keep collapsing!” the nurse said. My mom was recuperating in a rehab facility from a fractured pelvis and newly diagnosed hypertension which came with a salt-restricted diet which she refused to eat. She’d been there for a couple weeks but was not getting any better….

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Growing up at the Mall

by Trish Cantillon “What do they want? Why do they come here?” Fran asks Stephen on the roof of the Monroeville Mall in George A. Romero’s Dawn of the Dead. “Some kind of instinct. Memory. What they used to do.This was an important place in their lives,” he answers. His 1978 film depicts zombie teenagers invading the local mall. Almost forty years later, it seems as though the roles have been reversed. The malls are now the zombies—half dead shells…

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