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Truthfully, I was embarrassed for my generation. There we were, rattling on about non-conformity and all the rest, when in reality we wore the same clothes; professed the same beliefs and values; and even had to use the same slang and speech mannerisms as each other. And you were expected to take it all seriously, even though you knew full well that come the first post-college job interview, short hair and suits would magically appear again.
The music and sex were great. But the rest was bullsh*t.
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