Anyone who knows me knows that I hate fucking Deadheads. And worse, I hate their dancing bears. This is often a troublesome fact when I spend time in San Francisco. Luckily for me, there is a graffiti artist that has taken the repeating bear and reclaimed it for those of us who think that hippies just need to die of patchuli poisoning. The best part is both of these were taken on Haight Street, just down the block from Grateful Dead central.
I love you, snaggletoothed sacred heart bears (and your little bird, too)!
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