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every
sunday i walk 2.7
miles from hilltop to westlake for
weekly
jam and then back again. along the way
i'll
see a dozen or so encampments, from the
hastiest bit of cardboard
set down in a doorway to ingenious
constructs that have been evolving in the
same spot for months. there are people dug
into hillsides and burrowed into thickets. some
sites are tidy and organized, others
filthy and chaotic. bottom line is everyone is
just trying to live.
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