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Old 06-27-2006, 02:01 PM   #147
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Somewhere in Lost Angles, a taxi pulled up to a large, elegant house on a tall hill. The passenger stepped out and was greeted cheerfully by a couple in oh-so-fashionable dress. Laughing, the three walked into the house.

Panakeia was not that visitor. Her cab pulled up to a Beaverly Hills address - the home of Panakeia's business associates. Or so she thought. She gaped.

"Driver, you must have made a mistake," she said. Where her friends' house once stood, Panakeia saw only a rubble strewn gouge.

The driver growled back, "No mistake. It's that mountain. It blew through here worse than an action movie about natural disasters destroying LA and knocked down the whole block."

Panakeia sighed. There just had to be something to make her day worse than it already was.

"Any idea where the people went?" she queried hopefully.

"What do I look like? A psychic?"

"Never mind, then. I'll get out here." Panakeia paid her fare. The cab sped away, and Panakeia pondered the senseless destruction of the neighborhood before walking in the direction of Rode-o Drive.

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