There's a road close to our home which is rather like one of those Pacific beaches to which turtles return year after year.
Generation after generation of Panza Verdes have come this way to learn how to drive, to smoke dope, to park and shag.
It seems not to matter much to the current bunch that the area is now more built up, that there are security cameras everywhere and that at times there is even a build-up of what you might call 'traffic'.
The beach is no longer pristine, yet still they come...
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