For many of us in my generation, Kurt Cobain's music was a sound track for our adolescence. When he died in April of 1994, my world was rocked. As a Nirvana fan, I have want to come to this park, set in the grass,as I look out in lake Washington, and reflect. I found it to be cathartic, but admittedly sad as well.
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