“Ho ho ho, Bush must go! Santa wants peace for Christmas!” shouts the jolly guy on roller blades as he zips by the Hotdog on a Stick stand.

A nice lady who lives near Santa Monica's Chess Park lays a tin of Almond Roca next to Terry, who keeps his eyes on his game. Other homeless folks and chess junkies aren't shy.

A couple gets cozy by the crashing waves.

Your lifeguard tower, somebody's makeshift home.

Bike-back nap.

Definitely kite weather.

The guy who calls himself “the teacher” contemplates his next move.

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