HEY, CINDY McCAIN, LET'S MEET ON THE BEACH & TAKE PILLS TOGETHER: Your editor will soon kiss the Mexican Border for good luck (and magic Swine Flu immunity) and begin walking 1,200 miles up the coast of California, for art. There are swarms of helicopters circling above the dried-up riparian septic tank known as the Tijuana River, and all legal access to the beach appears to be closed off by some mysterious government project involving an actual signed building called "Area 50." See you in a couple of months, maybe! Let's hope Jim Newell doesn't terribly abuse you all, forever. [HarperStudio]


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