There are two times in my childhood I remember being inexplicably attracted to a man in a way my very innocent mind didn't yet understand. The first was David Bowie in Labyrinth. Even at the age of seven, I knew those tights were sexy. The second was Michael Jackson covering of the Beatles' "Come Together" in Moonwalker. I had heard the song over and over again (both my mom and dad are big Beatles fans), but that song was never so electric, never so hot, until I saw Michael Jackson perform it.
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