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The Best Stories Are Universal Stories That Have Been Told For As Long As Humanity Has Existed It's Just Figuring Out New Ways To Do It, With Language, With Structure. And So I'm Always Trying To Do That.

The Feeling Of Arms Around Me, Of Love In My Heart, It Was More Powerful Than Any Of The Negativity I Knew Was Existing In The World For Me. That Feeling Of Love Killed It All.

The Los Angeles Air Pollution Control Board Is Established In 1946 In An Effort To Discover The Cause Of The Brown Cloud Hanging Over The City And Decide How To Combat And Disperse It. In 1949, After Intense Lobbying From Both The Automobile And Oil Industries, And Against The Recommendations And Position Of The Los Angeles Air Pollution Control Board, The Public Rail System, Which At One Time Was The Largest In The World, And Still Serves A Majority Of The City's Population, Is Decommissioned And Torn Out. It Is Replaced By A Small Fleet Of Buses.

Let Things Be, Let Yourself Be, Let Everything Be And Accept It As It Is. Nothing More. Nothing Less.

But All Good Things Come To An End, Often A Sad Angry Miserable End. The Cause For Such An End Can Usually Be Whittled Down To One Of Three Things: Money, Sickness, Love Lost.