Perhaps it was the obtrusive cross necklace that I received attending my last DC Talk concert, which hung precariously from my neck. Or, maybe, it was the multicolored WWJD bracelet I proudly displayed upon my wrist. If you were a Christian teen in the 90’s much of your identity was formulated through the accoutrements you possessed. I mean how else…
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