The
heat rises. Alas, it is time to end my urban safari. I walk the half
mile or so back to the home of my host. An ancient dwelling constructed
in the 1920s. More Angelenos have stirred awake and head to the
bazaar. They do not speak as they pass. I do not speak as I pass. It
is their way. I do my best to blend in. And bid a fond farewell to the
Mid-Cities shopping and restaurant district. #urbansafari
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