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Listen to this description of the 1979 sensitive college student, penned by a man who had just bought a moped:
Occasionally crashing my Puch and throwing myself on the ground crying. Listening to My Aim is True and drinking cheap chianti as fast as I can so I can stick a candle in it to put on my board and concrete block bookshelves. Riding around on my moped and dressing like I was in a Wes Anderson movie.
Linked from a post on one of my favorite blogs, Dinosaurs and Robots.
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Posted by: Joel at July 29, 2008 3:58 PM