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Non Negotiables
Early Sunday morning, my brother–who lives in New England–emailed a photo of a thermometer perched on a mound of snow outside his house, with a reading of below zero. I waited a few hours until it was 70 degrees in L.A, and then sent him a screenshot of my weather app. This is typical for us. We’ve been having this conversation for decades. He loves braving the winter. I can’t bear it. Sometimes, I wonder if anyone could lure me out of Southern California. It’s hard to imagine. Warm weather is one of my non negotiables.
On the Balcony by Pascal Campion
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When I lived in SoCal, I had a friend who was originally from the Upper Midwest, and she used to send pictures of herself in a bikini at the beach to her relatives back home…for Christmas. Over the years, a few of them decided that they wanted to live in SoCal, too.
I understand that. Part of my motivation is to get my brother and his wife to move to California. (No chance, but I keep trying.)