It is after 9 PM.
I ought to be sitting in a hot tub.
Instead, I am sitting on a parking lot curb beneath a flickering street light.
(Yes, there's wireless internet here.)
(That's right. Wireless internet. In the parking lot.)
My family was making our way towards our funky little hotel room. We were about to make the turn onto Malibu Canyon Road when
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