The Pacific Palisades is where I spent my childhood. What could have been considered Los Angeles' best-kept secret is no longer that. Not only is it now far from an unknown town, it is also arguably ceasing to exist. Since the fires have continued to blaze into the fifth day, I have seen only a single photo from friends and acquaintances showing a home still intact, with buildings in the background engulfed in flames. The other stories from my hometown describe the complete annihilation of homes, businesses, landmarks and state parks.
While the area may have been ripe for such destructive development β after months without significant rainfall, low humidity and the infamous Santa Ana winds, which can reach speeds exceeding 100 miles per hour β it is still absolutely shocking that this inferno spread so swiftly
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