Hippie Nostalgia - by Gonzalo Nuñez - A Work in Progress
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Reflections on how to fuck around and when to find out.
A year and a half ago, my girlfriend of seven years at the time (now fiancée) and I took a weekend trip to Carmel, California. Still in the throes of the pandemic, we were looking for an escape from the chaos of San Francisco so we rented a car and drove down to Carmel on the most beautiful road in America, the Pacific Coast Highway. A couple of hours later, we were pulling up to our home for the next few days: a small loft in the Carmel Highlands (that we found on Airbnb) belonging to a family who had lived there for something like sixty five years. The loft was private but attached to a…
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