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Re: Davy Jones
Davy Jones was my first love when I was twelve years old and had his pictures plastered all over my bedroom wall. I saw him a few years ago in Accrington town centre, but I was with my son and he dragged me away because he was embarrassed that I wanted to speak to him!
It's sad that he's died at such a young age, even though I don't listen to The Monkees any more, I'll always remember him very fondly.
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