Become a Californian
She had lost something dark and complicated deep within herself. She was a different person now. Freer, much easier at heart. She felt footloose. Mellowed. Agile and even giggly. Full of honest joy.
She stared at a fluffy morning cloud through the tinted panels of the roof. “Oh my God,” she told the cloud, “I’ve finally become a Californian.”
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You really have to tell me exactly what kind of pills does The Governator hands out over there (and please send me some!)
You are now ready for stage two, californication.
From which book is the quote?
The Caryatids
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