May 2009
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blog 1.
There’s an aging, vaguely homeless looking, slightly burnt out, hippy guy that possibly lives in the parking lot of the corner store where I buy my cigarettes every day. I see him sitting in his VW minibus pretty frequently. The old hippy in a minibus is a stereotype, but it’s a stereotype this guy must fully embrace with his long, gray, receding hair, giant, unkempt beard and dirty,...
