"I loved going surfing down on Venice Beach. Id go out with a board under my arm and think, I cant do that in Cranhill."

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After my husband died, I felt like one of those spiraled shells washed upon the beach... Poke a straw through the twisting tunnel, around and around, and there is nothing there. No flesh. No life. Whatever lived there is dried up and gone.

— Lynn Caine