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As you drive north on Old 101, you go through many very beautiful and luxurious towns, but then there's a sudden change. Just into Leucadia, there's a stretch of what I think of as the old 101. There's a trailer court, a store called "Lou's Records," little surfing stores -- all in old stucco one-story buildings, with very 1960s sort of retro signage. This liquor store sign is my favorite. I stepped inside and it wasn't nice at all, by the way.
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