August 1989 It was the beginning of an era: gritty music, endless booze, soon-to-be-dropouts, and a girl who would dip her hand in and change it all. Enter Roselain Nightingale, daughter of the prominent town judge. Foot-in-mouth, social reject with a 1970's film camera around her neck and a chip on her shoulder. New blood in a pool of stagnant, washed-out teenagers. They say once you've had a taste of new blood, there's no turning back. And Billie Joe Armstrong wanted far more than just one taste.
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