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two things i learned while in berkeley for the day:
-my theory that the girls who work in the little vintage clothing shops will give you better service if you are oddly and carefully dressed -- and above all wearing dramatic shoes -- proved to be entirely true. i was treated like a queen (and looked, if i do say so myself, rather fabulous).
-sitting outside a donut shop on telegraph avenue in said dramatic shoes and reading The American Way of Death is a surefire way to attract at least a third of the berkeley wackos to your side to talk your ear off about all manner of batshit theories.
-my theory that the girls who work in the little vintage clothing shops will give you better service if you are oddly and carefully dressed -- and above all wearing dramatic shoes -- proved to be entirely true. i was treated like a queen (and looked, if i do say so myself, rather fabulous).
-sitting outside a donut shop on telegraph avenue in said dramatic shoes and reading The American Way of Death is a surefire way to attract at least a third of the berkeley wackos to your side to talk your ear off about all manner of batshit theories.