When I was a toddler, my mother would push me around the Haight/Ashbury in my stroller. I would point and cry out, "Ew, mommy -- hippies!" The Berkeley hippies I ran into in college were self-righteous, ignorant hypocrites with dubious hygiene. When I went down to San Luis Obispo to start my life over again, the hippies found me and taught me, by
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