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What goes around comes around. Or so they say. I believe it. I find myself rethinking about things from the 70's. What is the sound of one hand clapping? Whatever happened to my green leisure suit? Shall we gather at the river? An appropriately timed Butterfinger still hits the spot. Can I have your phone number? I lost mine. I still miss my pair of blue boots. Hendrix lives! Pardon me while I touch the sky. Janice Joplin keeps hanging around also.