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So, the summer before I started NYU my family and I were walking around campus through Washington Square Park and... let's just say there were hippies. Lots and lots of hippies. Dancing. There were busses like this. It was odd. And then we realized they weren't real hippies, they were RELIGIOUS hippies, which is kind of an oxymoron, and they said some not-so-nice-things to my little sister and I about what we were wearing and how we're going to hell, so we left. But my mom wanted her picture taken in front of the hippie bus first.
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