The Pink House was like an underground United Nations. Chapel Hill's aspiring artists, musicians, poets, DJ's, activists, actors, writers, nudists, flutists, knuckleheads, and couch-surfers, all living together in (relative) harmony, united by their common bohemianism. Life inside the Pink House often consisted of weird shit happening at all hours, every day, it rarely stopped. And there's something about that place that won't allow the vibe to ever fully dissipate. / PinkHouseForever.org
Tuesday, November 5, 1991
Your vote will make the difference
Hand-colored prior to election day by tireless Chilton campaign volunteer Caitlin Reed, sitting at a card table in the Pink House living room.
So funny to see that flyer again! Erik, I'm glad you are a pack rat. Richard did quite a few of these too. And Finis and Preston. We did a bunch upstairs in the Campus Y too.
So funny to see that flyer again! Erik, I'm glad you are a pack rat. Richard did quite a few of these too. And Finis and Preston. We did a bunch upstairs in the Campus Y too.
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