The Saints of Solana Beach

July 29, 2025

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Nothings

From Kathy Acker’s diaries, c. July—August 1972, while living in Solana Beach just before meeting Peter Gordon.

Meanwhile, in William T. Vollmann’s “Violet Hair: A Heideggerian Tragedy,” from The Rainbow Stories:

What happened to all the punk postmodernists bumming around Solana Beach? I suppose in both these cases they moved to San Francisco.

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“Love has never been a popular movement. And no one’s ever wanted, really, to be free. The world is held together, really it is held together, by the love and the passion of a very few people. Otherwise, of course, you can despair. Walk down the street of any city, any afternoon, and look around you. What you’ve got to remember is what you’re looking at is also you. Everyone you’re looking at is also you. You could be that person. You could be that monster, you could be that cop. And you have to decide, in yourself, not to be.”

James Baldwin

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