Prisoners' Harbor
September 28th 2012 Charging eighty miles an hour through Los Angeles is on the norm a more than difficult task. At four AM the city transforms from bloated arteries doused by heat to empty byways and skyscraping illumination. Our group of eight met at the Ventura harbor just as the Sun was tattooing the western sky with blasts of orange and red. Stomachs full of Starbucks coffee and breakfast sandwiches we set off o
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