If the hipster is a living contradiction, the hippie is a living tautology: equally meaningless.  I call the hippie "the pleonasm."  The pleonasm looks outward and embraces everything around, but this frantic grasping, despite its colorful, happy outward appearance, cannot disguise the rot inside.

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