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The brotherly love, the sisterly love I feel this morning; I feel this morning.

-Bob Marley

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If all I cared about was me, I could make a million. And that's what they will never understand.

-Edie Sedgwick   

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robot dog!

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andy warhol and Edie Sedgwick explain the concept of art, advertising and reflection. 

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By Andy Warhol

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Night's A Groovy Lady

Orange lights shine from street lamps, orange lights shine on what is paved, Something about the tail end of our conversation left me feeling slightly vague. This car has Translucent windows, like a submarine out at sea, the current swallows red headlights while exhaling shiny, tipped waves Looking through the rearview mirror, The night was staring back at me. She’s a delicate, psychedelic lady Ripe with her purity. Reading the white lights of the city, I place a book mark for a rainy day. gliding towards the illuminated tunnel (traffic sounds) Plunge! Into Bustling traffic, and faster paced people, I never considered cigarettes, until I washed up, onto this flickering scene. Sirens sound, Traffic skates, strangers smile and frown. I- got myself a traveling circus, of people I call friends. Funny how little flares of imagination send us shooting to the stars- (party sounds) Clash! like banging of pots and pans The ruckus in the room, has me bouncing off the walls Police Officers, neon green tuxedos- Penny Lane. we are all just here tonight, dancing, along this colorful, crazy row-boat of life. Yes, we are all just here tonight dancing- like sunlight touching diamonds, we are dancing It’s Funny how little flares of imagination, send us all stringing along.

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Our mini documentary on German Exchange Students in America! For more footage and behind the scenes follow us on Twitter @tobedefinedshow

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Nantucket

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Flowers through the window lavender and yellow changed by white curtains – Smell of cleanliness –  Sunshine of late afternoon – On the glass tray a glass pitcher, the tumbler turned down, by which a key is lying – And the  immaculate white bed 

William Carlos Williams

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I never considered a difference of opinion in politics, in religion, in philosophy, as cause for withdrawing from a friend.

-Thomas Jefferson

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Boston, MA

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-The Long Take from Goodfellas 

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Five O'Clock Shadow

Orange bleeds yellow above the white tipped horizon My fingers are crying, for the days of never ending bath-tubs. Soon- winter will carve it’s 5 o’clock shadow across the east coast. and smoke will rise from brick chimneys. On sunny afternoons, Guilt may find it’s way to dig it’s heel. But here- the cold is biting my toes, and my mind is free to listen to the dogs wrestling. Playing, like fiddler for a hot meal.

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Blue Pyramids

Listening to the birds of ancient rymedies, we were sharing music around America’s modern camp fire. driving through tiny plazas and scenic pastures skimming into the what looked like the grey, paved future. asking myself, what’s worth more than a rhythm of my time, A moment of hate? Or the recognition of love? The answer- must be somewhere above the city scape, lost in the bluely lit pyramids. I can’t imagine turning this car home.