I, Vickie Lester, am writing this semi-confessional in a place whose inhabitants are often thought to exist in bubble; living in a state of dreamy incomprehension brought about by mild weather and consistently brilliant blue skies, denizens of La-La Land… If this is a bubble, it’s clearly made of titanium. It is a center of creativity, and on a spectacularly visceral—in the dark—with glimmering lights—seen around the world—level. We (and by that I mean, me…make that, I ) may not […]

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