By Garry Abrams
Maybe it's because I'm a Southern California resident and have learned to accept the daily possibility that I could be buried alive by an earthquake.
Maybe it's because I once did 45 minutes in the coffinlike confines of an enclosed MRI machine...
Maybe it's because I'm a Southern California resident and have learned to accept the daily possibility that I could be buried alive by an earthquake.
Maybe it's because I once did 45 minutes in the coffinlike confines of an enclosed MRI machine...
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