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I dig the vast assortment of clever, colorful and/or entertaining t-shirts I see. I mean, clothing in general is usually interesting, but I see a lot of shit that makes me lol, or contemplate deeply, perhaps because I'm tripping, usu.
Like Europe '72 chatting with aboriginal patterned New Zealand in the smoker's area, both staring me down in my blue mandala tie, and me acting like a deer in headlights.
People had a massage table set up at Red Rocks for Global this year, I couldn't figure out how they got it past security. Funny to, on the way in to that one, they confiscated this Russian guy's cigarettes for some reason, maybe he had a joint in there they spotted. He's with this gorgeous girl and a homie, they start shouting at event staff in rus, homie has to hold his boy back from decking a female security person. I was laughing hysterically as I got frisked.
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The never-ending quest to find a reason to smile...
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