YES YOUR GRANDMOTHER

You may never have thought about it, but:

-Your grandma wore ultra-short mini-shirts, leggings, high-heeled boots and often went without a bra.

– She listened to Santana, Led Zeppelin, Who, Beatles, Rolling Stones, Jimi Hendrix and Janis Joplin.

– I rode Mini Cooper cars and super cool bikes.

– She smoked tobacco, drank coke, gin tonic, whiskey and who knows what else.

– I went to the music festival where I sang and danced in the middle of everyone with absolute freedom.

-They had private parties to dance to vinyl records.

– She lived very long days, because she had no internet, no cell phone, social networks and television was the black and white and the bad way.

– She came home at 4 in the morning and left for work the same morning… or after the festival they would gather to watch the sunrise

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