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September 21st, 2000
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Bell Bottoms
The "How Berkeley Can You Be?" parade is this weekend, which means I have something to photograph. Maybe I'll review last year's negatives for mistakes. Look them over: exposure, depth of field, focus. Remember to keep the sun at my back. Be ready, camera loaded, when the naked people's contingent comes padding down the block. Last year's naked people's contingent garnered a smattering of applause, but they didn't evoke any "stranded on an island surrounded by naked ladies" fantasies or excitement. None of the marchers were needed at Baywatch. I like the concept, but clothes on some people really do make sense. "Mama, mama the people aren't wearing any clothes!" shrieks a little kid, eyes wide, a whole set of rules now in question. "Oh, you know", the parent replies, distracted, "just leftovers from the sixties. Eat your lollypop." Yes, yes. Leftovers from the sixties. Granny glasses. Bell bottoms without any pants.
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The date stamped on the slide is one year ago today, September 21, 1999. As good a reason as any to run it, I guess. The quote under The Sole Proprietor title is by Seneca.
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