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California's Mold : A Quest for the History of California
Inside the Love Bus
Here's what I found inside the bus. Scooby Doo. This was the beginning of unnerving developments I would find in Santa Barbara. Searching for the past, you must become a detective. Clues are elusive, but you must follow them until you find you have exhausted your leads, or found gold (or, in this case, mold.) At any rate, I bid Scooby a Doo (get it? adieu, a Doo?), and grabbed David before he started eating the plastic apples off the bus.