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Last week as I was coming out of Oxnard to Malibu, I stopped at the Pt. Mugu Rock to get some shots of the car I was driving.
And there in the dirt lot stood a family admiring the view and taking some photos. I asked if they’d like a shot of their entire family (including the bun in the oven), and they eagerly obliged. But as we wrapped up, the subject went from the bun to the car they were driving. And that’s when an interesting story unfolded.