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Just Above Sunset 
               August 1, 2004 - Dislocations from the Present 
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                  These are digital photographs I snapped using a Sony Mavica digital still camera (MVC-FD-88) with built-in digital zoom (telephoto). 
                  Feel free to use them as you will.  If you use any of these photos for commercial purposes I assume you'll discuss that
                  with me.  Note: These are thumbnail previews.  To see a full-size high-resolution version of a particular photograph
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                The Caged Lilac Cadillac of Sunset Boulevard  – or the part of Sunset Boulevard that’s trapped in the late fifties…   Full on, the sweep of the fins, and the wide white-walls…. 
                  Those were the days.  And it's next to a black 1956 Coupe de Ville.
                         Visual Oddities on Sunset Strip –   Mixed Messages, and a Study in Green…  Want to invest in an Irish tattoo shop?  They do Celtic runes on your biceps or nether regions?           Here in this building’s underground garage a few spaces over from mine, my neighbor’s
                  Harley Davidson Electra-Glide.   Do you remember the 1973 movie Electra-Glide in Blue?  In it Robert Blake
                  plays John Wintergreen, a motorcycle patrolman on the highways of the northern Arizona desert – and this is supposed
                  to be "a character study of a lonely Viet Nam War veteran who's caught between the hippie culture he identifies with and
                  the police culture he's trying to be a part of."  Whatever.  Wintergreen’s main ambition in life, or more precisely in the film, is to get off his Harley-Davidson
                  Electra Glide motorcycle and into a more respectable line of police work.  "I
                  hate that motorcycle they make me ride," he says at one point in the film.  (Robert
                  Blake, by the way, is currently on trail for the murder of his wife, and in jail at this moment on the other side of the hill,
                  over in Burbank.)  Anyway, my neighbor’s Harley-Davidson Electra Glide is
                  not blue at all.  It’s dark green, with a lot of chrome.  And he seems a nice fellow – not a murderous sort at all.  | 
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