Peeling layers and active eavesdropping in Beverly HIlls.

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When you walk around Beverly Hills, you’ll notice that everything is layered like ogres and onions. “Peel me and I’ll watch you weep,” said the waitress at a Mediterranean restaurant the other night, when prodded about her ambitions. An aspiring … Continue reading →

There are enclaves in my territory

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You know you’ve settled down when you start recognizing the various specks on the hardwood floor and can tell apart the dried paint spots from actual dirt demanding your attention – this is your place now.  Sure, that big white … Continue reading →