
A psychedelic purple haze of crystal blue persuasoins, midnight sensations, love-ins, be-ins, bare breasts, long legs wrapped in skin tight bell bottoms, sweet tight buns swaying to the rhythm of the San Francisco streets...'scuse me while I kiss the sky. Sin City and Fred Lincoln flashback to those times and those foxy ladies that made us all eight miles high and stiff as a brick.
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6.7
6.5
6.5
6.2
5.9
6.0
6.0
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6.7
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7.5