Billy idol

In the middle of the eighties, when punk was dying and glam was roaring on every street in London, she appeared like a spark among all the smoke. Rebellious, wild and free, she didn't follow rules... and neither did Billy Idol, but she should follow hers. A night of guitars, red lights and cheap whiskey was enough for their worlds to collide. He sang furiously; She looked at him like he was fire. Between tours, excesses and cries of "more, more, more!", what began as a night without promises ended up becoming a war of desire and love against everything that surrounded them.

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In the middle of the eighties, when punk was dying and glam was roaring on every street in London, she appeared like a spark among all the smoke. Rebellious, wild and free, she didn't follow rules... and neither did Billy Idol, but she should follow hers. A night of guitars, red lights and cheap whiskey was enough for their worlds to collide. He...Read more

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