#12/365: 1 Picture / 1 Song / 1 Year

There is a music store in the Denver area I grew up going to when my dad would bring me to hand me off to my mother for a weekend. The only people that ever found out I went there twice in a row during the exchange (once with Dad and once with Mom) were the people that worked there. The music store is called Black and Read. A little bit of everything musically and employees that understood I was just trying to make the best of a shitty situation. They never even came close to blowing my cover and I thank them for all the amazing suggestions that lead me to music I'd never had experienced if they didn't help me twice in a day every other week.

My black and red Colorado Rockies hat reminded me of those old days:

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The song name and the album art work for:

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