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Your clothes are distinctive
Your lifestyle different
So why should your means of transportation
be the same as everyone else's?
You want something personal, unique
You want something that says,
"This is me."
This is 70s poetry at its finest. Emily Dickinson eat your heart out.
Take me back to glory days of the custom van. In the 1970s, vans were a private space to have sex and do drugs..... oh, yeah - they also were a means of transportation. One of my very first posts on Retrospace was about the custom van - they are the definitive symbol of the seventies.The interiors were often shag carpeted dens of iniquity - dimly lit rooms that smelled like pot and Hai Karate. They were the ultimate 70s male lair. If, for some reason, you wound up in this place, the odds were high that you were seconds away from getting stoned or shagged.... probably both.
Take a minute to enjoy a few images from the heyday of the shaggin wagon. The first picture is one of my favorite images from the 70s. "Keep on truckin,!"
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