I stare out the window as we drive by yet another souped-up Beetle. “I love these little rip-ready beetles you see everywhere.”
“Until 2003 they were producing the 1978 beetle in Mexico.” Adam replies.
Here are a few of my favorite Beetles I found while skating around Santiago, Nuevo Leon.
“We fell in love in the wreckage, shouted out songs in the uproar, danced joyfully in the heaviest shackles they could forge; we smuggled our stories through the gauntlets of silence, starvation, and subjugation, to bring them back to life again and again as bombs and beating hearts; we built castles in the sky from the ruins of hell on earth.” –Fighting for Our Lives: An Anarchist Primer
“Beneath the pavement, the beach.” -Slogan sprayed on Paris walls during the 1968 protests.
High Sublime 