A Hippy Grows in Graceland

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Parts 16
Time 8h 26m

Reads 192
Votes 7
Parts 16
Time 8h 26m

1950s 1960s 1970s democracy freedom hippy history humor outre philosophy psychedelia shamanism

400k wds, some neologisms.  Story of a young bohemian bawn and bred in the briar patch that lay between the borders of St. Elvis Era and the Eleusinian Feels of alternity.All Rights Reserved

1950s 1960s 1970s democracy freedom hippy history humor outre philosophy psychedelia shamanism

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