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Jenn attempted to lead the pub in a sing-along of Spandau Ballet’s “Gold.” No one took up the song with her.
“Come on!” she shouted, nudging me.
“I have never heard that song in my life,” I said. “I don’t think anyone knows it.”
She looked at me as if I had claimed to not know the lyrics of “Happy Birthday.”