Hoping for Change

No, I don’t understand the world anymore. You send your child to school and he may or may not return, depending on the whim of some troubled kid who happens to have an assault weapon in his backpack. You hear the argument: if all the people in Phoenix had been armed, they would have prevented […]

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My LA morning

“This is why I live in Los Angeles”, I said to myself this morning, when I got up at 6am and stepped into the garden. The hills around me were wrapped in pinkish fog, as if a distant fire was burning somewhere far away, gently coloring the mist, the fog, the hills, the world. As

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