Love of My Life: Freddie Mercury’s Death, 20 Years Later
On Monday, Nov. 25, 1991, my mother woke me up with a knock on the door. “What’s the name of that singer you love so much?” she asked, cigarette and coffee in hand. “Because he’s on the news.” I was a 23-year-old slacker with an English degree who graduated the previous May. I had no […]
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