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When I was just a kid I loaded up The Runaways into my parents car and headed to Santa Monica Beach. When we got to the pier Joan and Sandy ordered up some french fries and as Joan gazed off onto the California distance, I took this photograph. RIP Sandy West.

Right now: there’s a hole in the floor and we can see the class below us so we tied a cheeto to a piece of yarn and we’re trying to communicate with this girl but so far she hasn’t noticed
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