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berkeley time travels

berkeley time travels growing up in Berkeley in the 70’s one would be drawn to Telegraph avenue down the street from Cal to a particular corner Dwight way and Telegraph catty corner to People’s park a corner sacred to the hippie vendors who were always there down the street from Moe’s bookstore I would often walk back occasionally talk to the vendors about the latest conspiracy theory about the latest conspiracy theory and the latest political gossip as the vendors loved to talk as they sat on their seats selling their t shirts filled with anarchistic sayings and political rage against the machine of hate they saw all around them as the man tried to keep them down that was Berkeley my sacred homeland stuck forever in 1969

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