Sometimes a line comes to me, and I don't even know if I actually agree with it or not.

Sometimes a line comes to me, and I don't even know if I actually agree with it or not. But the thought came.

So.

Some people view the Sixties like some communists view Communism: the Real Sixties haven't even been tried yet.

 -james james

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