This may sound silly but it's a true story. As a Morrissey loving teenager living in Orange County, I used to go to Disneyland with my friends. There's a street called Disneyland Drive that merges into a street called S Manchester Ave. I always would pass that street on the way into the park (you can't miss it) and think "Maybe Morrissey will get lost and think he's at home and we'll bump into each other here." Oh the tales from the Magic Kingdom.
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