Good morning starshine

I probably saw the second act of “Hair” five or six times. My dad worked for the railroad and my mom had a free pass, so on Saturdays, I’d tell her I was going to the library and instead would take the train to New York. (You know, back before Times Square got Disneyfied.) One of my friends taught me how to walk in after the intermission and grab a seat in the back:

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