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knew where we really were. we were almost home. ♪ ♪ i took a walk through this beautiful world ♪ ♪ felt the cool rain on my shoulder ♪ ♪ found something good in this beautiful world ♪ ♪ i felt the rain getting colder ♪ ♪ sha, la, la, la, la, la ♪ ♪ sha, la, la, la, la, la ♪ ♪ sha, la, la, la, la, la ♪ ♪ sha, la, la, la, la ♪ ♪ >> anthony: oh, enchanted land of my childhood. a cultural petri-dish, from which regularly issues forth greatness. new jersey, in case you didn't know it, has got beaches, beautiful beaches, and they're not all crawling with...

>> anthony: how does the joke begin? three men in a bar? but it's not a bar. imagine the bronx -- a corner bodega, or maybe a luncheonette, a diner, three men, strictly by coincidence, find themselves in the same place at the same time. sitting at the counter is afrika bambaataa. across the room is melle mel. door opens, and who walks in? dj kool herc. three men who created the musical style that's become the soundtrack to, well, the whole wide world. do they all nod at each other? lament how all of them got screwed over, cut out of the big money? or just laugh at the absurdity of it...

War on drugs implies an us versus them and all over this part of america, people are learning there is no them. there is only us. and we're going to have to figure this out together. and vacation over as we headed home to our regular beds, our daily lives of school and homework, and ordinary things. maybe my little brother, maybe i, would wake up and look out the window at the night sky and suddenly it would fill with stars and golden mist, and we'd pretend for a second we were somehow deep inside the milky way, a million winking lights,