December 17th, 1995

In West L.A. An earthquake-the big one. Everything is rubble. I search for my girl. Find her and we leave-go * to a hotel parking lot and wander around trying to find some old woman. I find her and then leave. We go to a beach house and I worry about earthquakes-go inside to listen to the damage reports. Go to some store and fiddle with the food.

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