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This abstract is my interpretation of dancing in a room in the 1960's between the Beatles, Viet Namn, 60's Muscle cars and to dancing to a Jukebox with a girl with thick makeup and ratted hair. I grow up in the sixties. I remember sitting in a cafe and having the music wash over me and releasing hopes, concerns and dreams. The juke box though not recognized by present teenagers, helped us through un chartered times.