I don’t think I was quite 20 years old when I “hit the pavement.” I had no clue as to how to get into a gallery. Completely ignorant, I walked all over Los Angeles to each gallery, door to door, annoying everyone in my path.
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Nesting, They Call It.
Gemma waits patiently for Michael to return with an early dinner. Little does she know that none of it’s for her.
