One day somewhere between New York and San Francisco, at a junction of railroads, at a giant fork of endless highways, Bob Dylan and the Grateful Dead crossed paths.
They walked into a provincial photo studio and took a picture.
There was no star photographer's name, no dynamics, no aggression, no glamour. Just people, each with their own facial expression.
We look at them.
They look at us.
Everything goes on.
It's here:
https://franceska.su/component/k2/item/1966-odnazhdy-gde-toRock-photos on Pirate Radio Franceska - a collection of rare photos and beautiful faces
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