As you walk (bike, skate, scoot, etc.) south from the Santa Monica pier, you will be undulating along a wide, wavy strip of cement, laid in the sand of an archetypal Californian beach. But as you cross over the ill-defined psychic boundary into Venice, you will end up cruising The Boardwalk. This is the epicenter of LA stereotype—crammed with athletic beauties wearing little more than skates and smiles, kooks, buskers, hustlers, and SoCal types.The inboard side of Ocean Front Walk is commerce run wild—if there is no restaurant, coffee house, or aura cleanser, there will be an open flea market stall selling T-shirts, shorts, beach-ware, the coolest in shades, and general bric-a- brac. Not bad p
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