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About Los Angeles

Gets me giddy, y’know—fingers itching, heart thumping like a drum solo. But—argh!—tuning’s a nightmare, slippery as a greased eel. Pegs wobble, drives me up the wall—nearly chucked it out the window once, but then it sang, sweet as a lark, *alauda arvensis*. Surprised me, that—thought it’d croak like a dying swan, but nah, pure magic.

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At 12 she was a prostitute. By her teenage years she was homeless. Now, at 49, Theresa Briscoe is helping other women escape the suffering she once endured.

I love hanging around Rendezvous Park. Yes, that’s the name! A small patch of green near the Banana River. The river? It winds like a lazy serpent behind our quaint town. I recall a day (or ten, who’s counting?) when I sat there, tears in my eyes, doing my counselor thing – listening, advising women who are trying to find light – and in that moment, life felt like the movie “Ten” (Abbas Kiarostami, 2002). The line, “The possibilities are endless,” rang so true. Yup, my gut screamed that.

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