I grew up on the mean streets of Nicasio. My childhood involved romping around looking for cow skulls in the hills and coming back with poison oak. Try as I might, I couldn’t kick the habit of crawling around outside and now run a small native landscaping business in Los Angeles. 

If anything has become . . .

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