from Flash Fiction Review.
Churches right off the Hollywood Freeway. From scientology to a woodland monastery where 27 cloistered nuns bake and sell pumpkin bread. Revelation, affirmation, proselytization, strippers.
a post office box in heaven based temporarily in Tucson. . .

I lived for two years on a street called Vista del Mar, around which various cults, churches, and theosophical societies began sprouting up in the early 20th century, and where all sorts of characters would turn up at my door daily with the word of God, L. Ron, Jehovah et al. There were rumors about people like Jean Harlow and Rita Hayworth having lived in my apartment complex, but everyone says that about everywhere in Hollywood.
