Beauty and the Break
Summer Comes to Santa Cruz. It’s Dark and It’s Gnarly.
Every town has its noir-ville. It’s easy to find in Santa Cruz.
We live in what’s called “paradise,” where you can wake up in a pool of blood with the first pink rays of the sun- rise peeking out over our mountain range. The dewy mist lifts from the bay.
Don’t hate us because we’re beautiful—we were made that way, like Venus …
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