Maybe it's because I came of age in the early '70s. Or because my parents had a "burnt orange" car. Or that I had an apple-green Schwinn Stingray. Or that our home was painted redwood. Whatever the reason, the Carpenters always take me back to a time when everything was changing, and not always for the better. But through it all—the striped bell-bottoms…
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