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Flower Power On the Side of a Vw Bus

I had heard of flower power, but this was extra nice I sat and stared at the bus as I enjoyed a pizza slice. Who painted your flowers? I asked a hippie all gray. My wife, he told me. Aren’t they merry and gay? They are fantastic, look three-dimensional in a way. He called for his wife. She was an artist named Fay. I am glad you like them, this kind of made my day. Excited too, I took a selfie of me and Fay by the bay.

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