Sometimes I miss California, even in all its wonkiness. Sure, we have a share of that here where I live as well, but somehow it seems different in the desert sun. Wappler's ad (I'm not sure one could call it a story) has all the makings of an event I would never attend. But it's an event I would hear about, from acquaintances, these people I work with, this person I sit next to on the train, this party I drop in on with a friend for five minutes. You can read the ad here at Joyland.
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