University of California Los Angeles - Bruin Life / Southern Campus Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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A. We were talking,the other day, about the crowds, and the smog, and the pollution, and John was saying how he might like to get away for a while, go breathe air again up in Oregon, when suddenly I realized - L.A. is the world. The city encompassing UCLA. Ours. The lights stretch out for miles, a sparkling, slithering giant, winking and beckoning, a 200 year-old matriarch whore. The pulse of it, the life! Sunset Blvd. isn ' t the half of it. Inside the jazz clubs, the blue air hangs fog-like and clings to the sweat of clapping hands. Down the street, an actor looks out from behind velvet curtains to the mink coats and black jackets awaiting him. He catches his breath and steps out. Enter PROSPERO. It ' s a magic city. It keeps time to the ocean, rolling, a perpetual motion of life and energy. A sea of People. Old people, young people, rich people, poor people, black people, white people. OPENING 5

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OF HOLLYWOOD 4 OPENING

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On Vine Street a white limousine stops at the corner for a light. The chauffeur sees a woman, her clothing soiled, a bag on her arm, poking through the trash with an old umbrella. She looks up, but their eyes do not meet. On the Santa Monica interchange, a girl in a bikini rolls down the top of her convertible and her blonde hair blows out behind her, scattering gold on the white lines of the freeway. In the mornings the businessmen march solemnly in brown suits to thirty-story edifices of concrete and chrome on Wilshire Blvd. On the twenty-third floor a young woman in glasses places a rose in a Smuckers jar. And, oh, those warm summer nights. At the Griffith Observatory, couples in blue jeans sit out on the lawn, holding hands, watching the stars keep time to ' The Clash. ' A rock and roll kaleidoscope. And here in the middle is us. UCLA. Los Angeles within Los Angeles. A life within a life. Us. 6 OPENING