There is no sunlight like California gold. All things are rendered gorgeous in its vivid, viscous rays. As a kid in the 80s, living in my drizzly hometown of Vancouver made it seem like summer was for other people. Touching down in LA felt like landing on another planet, one that was pumped up with freon and hairspray and New Coke, which everybody hate…
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