
That summer was thick, the temperture building to a fever right before it breaks. Before planes crashed into buildings and the shops on the Lower East Side were interchangeable with those on Madison Avenue. Before Columbine christened a new era of adolescent assassins, before reality television became a cultural mainstay, before MTV’s teen moms filled the glossies with their latest sex tapes. The release of “Kids” 20 years ago was in so many ways a beautiful, prophetic disaster, a last call for New York that has since been replaced with vestiges, facades and memorials.
Di Donato/Salon
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