Man, I remember sitting in my car in Santa Monica in the early sixties. A blue Plymouth. I just wanted to dig the ocean and the sun, you know, California’s beautiful. It must have been eight in the morning, and the Pacific Ocean is gorgeous at that hour. Out of nowhere, a patrol car rolled up and parked behind me. The officer knocked on my window. ‘What are you doing here?’ he asked. ‘What do you think, I’m lookin’ at the ocean and takin’ it easy in my car. It’s a free country, isn’t it?’ ‘Oh, you think it’s a free country, huh?’ the cop replied. He went to get his partner, and they dragged me
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