“I remember working at the laundry of the motel with a nearby view of Morro Bay Rock while I was camping out of my car.
It seemed idylic, in a way, and I soaked up the ‘freedom’ of it.
But there couldn’t be a futire in it…
Not when I had a youngling to care for, and a fiance dependent upon my earnings to qualify for our marriage being approved.”
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