Tuesday, November 13, 2012

The Big Thrill

It was rush hour in the City of Angels.  Traffic on the Hollywood freeway was barely moving.   From high above the city on Mulholland it looked like a giant glowing boa constrictor crawling and slithering through the Cahuenga Pass.  Just looking at it made me feel claustrophobic and relieved I wasn’t on it.  But, I knew better than to get my hopes up.  The night was still young. 

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