:02:44
I remember that hot, wonderful summer...
:02:47
when the teenage miracle
reached full bloom...
:02:50
and everyone in England stopped
what they were doing...
:02:52
to stare at what had happened.
:02:54
The Soho nights were cool in the heat...
:02:57
with light and music in the streets.
:02:59
And we couldn't believe
that this was really coming to us at last.
:03:04
Nobody knew exactly why.
:03:06
But after so many dreary years
of bombs and blitz and slow rebuilding...
:03:11
no sugar, no jam, nothing sweet anywhere...
:03:14
with the whole English world
dressed in gray, it seemed, forever.
:03:19
Suddenly life broke out
in warm colors again...
:03:21
so young and beautiful that a lot of people
couldn't stand to look at it.
:03:26
For the first time ever, kids were teenagers.
:03:30
We had loot, however come by.
:03:32
And loot's for spending.
:03:34
And where there's loot, trouble follows.
:03:40
During my last teenage year,
I kept myself by taking photographs.
:03:44
Naughty pictures for profit.
:03:46
And solid street pictures for love.
:03:49
So that when the blossom went off,
and the flower turned to plastic...
:03:53
me and my friends
could remember how it looked.
:03:56
Money for looks. Money for film.
:03:59
But most of all, money for Suzette.