thanksgiving morning.
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My parents didn’t believe me when I said, on the eve of Thanksgiving, that I was going to wake up at sunrise the following morning — 6:38am — and drive out to the local mall to take some photos of the parking lot. But sure enough, on Thursday morning at 6:45am, there I was, in the parking lot of The Shops at Montebello, smiling awkwardly at the security car that zipped past me quizzically as I lugged my Pentax 6×7 around to document the last morning of the year that all would be quiet before the holiday shopping season started.
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Also relatively quiet (for L.A., anyway): the nearby freeway. (Yes, I’m from L.A. We call them freeways.)
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