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Good morning, Los Angeles. Rise and shine! It's 4:31 a.m., Pacific Earthquake Time. My name is Mike Sage |
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I was born in Hollywood in 1961, the year Bel Air burned to a crisp in L.A.s worst fire ever. Two years later, the Baldwin Hills Dam burst, washing away lower LaCienega. I learned early on that living in Los Angeles meant I could always expect big things, or make them happen like Manhattan Projects, my newest venture. | ||||||||||||||||||||
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I grew up in the San Fernando Valley — a real-life Encino Dude — and my life has involved two off-ramps, at the intersection of computer science and automotives. |
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Click my shades to continue . . . |
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