Imagine yourself being in Los Angeles in the 1960s (I know it doesn't look like L.A., but let's just pretend). You are slowly passing by in your black Mustang, listening to Jefferson Airplane and you suddenly see those three Oliver's standing at the wall like they belong to a pimp-circle, thinking: "Who are those cool guys?". That's how I felt while shooting the pictures.
Once in a while I really like to run around like a flower-child... Can you spot all the Oliver's in the last picture?
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