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Fosters Freeze in Culver City was Saffron’s favorite hangout

January 7, 1964 Ordinary day, kind of sad. Late to school because Mommy had to drive me, but I snuck into class. Felt hopeless today, I think I’m going to flunk History. I can’t think or do my work. Mr. … Continue reading

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