threw this one in just so you could see that Santa Monica's represented. This is Santa Monica in 1877; no parking problems. No promenade . I think it's looking down, like towards Malibu. audience #10: . Glen: Oh, it is. Yeah. And that, the funny thing about it, too, is that--
Tallest buildings in Paris, other than some of the churches, six stories high, five stories high. You're walking around these great promenades and parks, you're eating a baguette and some cheese, having some wine. You're walking and strolling along.
I think I like apps. We partnered with IBM to launch something called Promenade .
that there's somebody sleeping there in front. Hopefully in the protection of a religious sentiment, one hopes. That's on the Promenade in Santa Monica. The next photo was also taken on the Promenade . I think it's a great shot of a woman reading a book in the middle of the night by the light of one of the store windows. The next shot was taken on Santa Monica Boulevard. You don't have a bed so you make yourselves
Sold that to Participant and has sort of been on a path to understanding, and perhaps rethinking spirituality and religion, and is here today to talk about his book, which I had the pleasure of reading over the weekend while my daughter was chasing Pokemon and the Promenade -- so thank you for that-- called "Soul Boom." I've got lots of stickies over it.
She was a beautiful woman. She still had the hospital bracelet on her wrist. She was in such tragic condition and she should be in a hospital. And the other one I saw, we saw on the Promenade , and she was running up and down the Promenade , the woman in the sweat suit grabbing at people's purses. At first we were reluctant to go up, what if she starts grabbing at us, we don't wanna be in a spot where we have to push back or whatever. But I decided to try and talk to her anyway and I went up and said, "Excuse
so that if there's a fault, they'll know exactly where it is and they can go and fix it immediately. And every house and apartment in this complex, and I'll show you the complex here -- this is a picture of the promenade at Lavasa. The American diner is near the end. This is the only bit that was actually complete when I got there. So you can imagine just this and then hills all around it.
I still see some of the homeless women on the streets that were there during the time that we were working on the book and one in particular, Miriam calls out and she says, "How the book coming? Is it finished yet?" And there's Linda on the Promenade who said, "When do I get a copy?" And I actually took one down to give it to her and I couldn't find her, but I'm sure our paths will cross.
And then there was Star. Star's, I'm not sure what page she's on, but if you've, Star wore so much makeup and a long blond wig and kind of elaborate headdress and she called herself "Star" because she was absolutely convinced that she could be one. The first time I met Star was on the Promenade . She seemed very depressed, very afraid, paranoid I think it's probably fair to say, and so we had a lengthy interview but no photograph. Ian wasn't there that day, I just happened to run into her.
This first one was taken in front of the Christian Science Reading Room and we actually gave them a copy of the photo. It takes a few minutes, or few seconds for your eyes to focus to see that there's somebody sleeping there in front. Hopefully in the protection of a religious sentiment, one hopes. That's on the Promenade in Santa Monica. The next photo was also taken on the Promenade . I think it's a great shot of a woman reading a book in the middle of the night by the light of one of the store windows.
answer in a sentence or two. But let me just read you a couple of, a few paragraphs from the beginning of the book which I think sums it up, at least from our point of view. "They sit on the grass under trees in the parks. They sit in filthy cars in front of City Hall. They sit on benches, park benches, bus benches, benches on Third Street Promenade , benches on the pier. They stand in doorways. They sleep in doorways. They rummage through trash cans. They panhandle. They visit with friends.