A happy young woman at the back of the crowd at the Woodstock festival in 1969. She is smiling at the man on her left. On her right, a shirtless man is smoking a hash pipe.
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Dirty Weekend

‘Scuse me while I kiss this guy

Everything changed in ’69. The culture had been changing for a while, I guess, but none of the changes had impacted me: my fiancé, Joe, thought pot was for losers, and I knew the Pill was for sluts who couldn’t keep their knees together until they got married.

We were studying law and we had no time for anything but studying. We were going places: we planned to…

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Autistic author of psychological smut and philosophical filth. Usually found hiding behind a book.

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Autistic author of psychological smut and philosophical filth. Usually found hiding behind a book.

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