 The first classic horror movies I watched were at the YMCA summer camp when I was around 8 years old. It was the mid 90s and I was sporting a pair of fancy LA Gear light up shoes which would light up like crazy during the more intense scenes.
 Believe it or not, Nashville’s art scene does consist of more than mason jars and distressed wood. There is a killer, weird art scene here. It’s just not as in your face as some of the other types of artwork. Which is a shame, really.
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