And so the Story Ends And so the Story Ends    |   by Laila Frank
  My first week in Los Angeles was miserable. Months of fantasizing about a new life and a new career reality ended in a shitty campervan in a garden in the Valley, an empty mailbox, loneliness and instant self-doubt. On […]
February 26, 2019



The Architecture of Being Lonely The Architecture of Being Lonely    |   by Laila Frank
  Chris looked like the popular hunk in a teenage movie. His defined jawline, toned muscles and shiny set of teeth kindly greeted me at his door in Corpus Christi, Texas. Like most estates in that part of Texas, the […]
February 19, 2019



(The City of) What If (The City of) What If    |   by Laila Frank
  The place was deserted except for one man, carrying the unmistakable air of a long-life surfer. With a cigar between his lips he had sat his slender and tall body on a rock, patiently staring at the ocean. “Waiting […]
February 12, 2019



The Last Free Place on Earth The Last Free Place on Earth    |   by Laila Frank
  It was a little before sunset when the sign ‘Last Free Place on Earth’ welcomed us to Slab City. Abel drove up in his ragged pick up truck and the unmistakable aroma of marijuana to drop off the keys. […]
February 5, 2019



Good Neighbours and Distant Friends Good Neighbours and Distant Friends    |   by Laila Frank
An unexpected gust of homesickness snuck up on me while watching a Scandinavian series on Netflix. Maybe it’s because everybody here seems to think Amsterdam is the capital of Scandinavia and I have given up explaining it’s really not. Nonetheless […]
January 29, 2019



Money Talks Money Talks    |   by Laila Frank
  “Do you have en emergency number you would like us to call? It saves you the expensive ambulance ride to the hospital in case something goes wrong during class. And welcome to your new yoga school!” “Happy to be […]
January 22, 2019



Dirty Joe Dirty Joe    |   by Laila Frank
  It had been two months since Dirty Joe caught a wave. The last one broke his arm; another casualty added to a long life of surfing. His return did not go unnoticed. It was a Sunday morning, just after […]
January 15, 2019



Under the Boardwalk Under the Boardwalk    |   by Laila Frank
  It’s a hot summer afternoon and Rob and I are walking the Venice Beach Boardwalk. Vendors display their goods while tourists stroll past, bodybuilders sculpt their torsos on Muscle Beach while musicians catch up with the sound of the […]
January 8, 2019