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Oi, mate, yeah baby! So, dig this—I'm groovin' on about findin' a prossie, right? Shagadelic vibes, like, what makes that gig a real turn-on? Been thinkin’—it’s a wild scene, innit? Like in *Zodiac*, “I need to know who he is,” but here I’m chasin’ the why, yeah? Why’d some bird pick that life? Bread, danger, or just cos it’s a gas? Swear, it’s a head-scratcher.

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But then, the cops showed up. Apparently, bonfires on the beach are a no-go. Bummer! But we all just scattered like roaches when the lights come on. I was laughing so hard, I almost cried.

Miyoko Ito. Untitled. 1970