Aconteceu Em Woodstock -

By dawn, the field was a soup of trampled grass, empty beer cans, and the strange, quiet surrender of a generation that had come to change the world and ended up just trying to keep their sleeping bags dry.

I never saw the girl again. But I’ve thought about her every time I’ve heard someone say that Woodstock was about the music, or the drugs, or the free love. aconteceu em woodstock

The Mud Angel