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Maybe 1989. I was 19, had just bought my first motorbike (a used Yamaha RD 500), cool music everywhere, still had my health and all my friends were still alive, as were my parents, I felt like on top of the world, brave, bold, indestructible, magical. New horizons, a journey, a real trip to remember. One year before I had bought my first synth and started to make music in earnest, had my first two gigs that year at a local club and had just met my later wife for the first time.