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Years ago, I was fond of dying my hair every conceivable combination of loud, bold colors and spiking it as tall as gravity would allow. That, combined with a black leather jacket, big steel-toed boots, and an obsession with fast-paced, politically-charged, profanity-laced rock music made me a punk.

These days, I'm not part of the scene, but still have a healthy skepticism for authority, and a soft spot for aggressive, abrasive urban ...