I remember the first time I listened to Lauryn Hill's 1998 solo debut The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill. It was roughly two weeks after the album's release, and I was spending the weekend with my godparents. After helping my godmother wash dishes, she asked me if I had heard the album. I confessed that I had not, but would eventually get around to it. Surprised by my response, she exclaimed, “What?!? Well, you are going to listen to it right now.” She pulled me into the living room, grabbed the CD from her library, and played it on her stereo system. I was shocked by my godmother's insistence. She...

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