Why are the children of the 80’s so “special and lucky”?

I look through my window at the street, where there are barely any children left, trying to play. I am sorry that, even against my will, I am partly responsible for this wretched situation. My childhood or my puberty if you prefer, were part of what I call “the luckiest generation in the world”, as at the same time, the same things were happening almost to the rest of the world.
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