B.L. arrived early one weekend morning at DMTC several weeks ago and observed a man with a bedroll descending down an external ladder from the roof. Apparently we've had a transient living up there:
A transient on the roof. Sounds crazy, no? But here, in our little village of Davis, you might say every one of us is a transient on the roof trying to scratch out a pleasant, simple living without breaking his pocketbook. It isn't easy. You may ask 'Why do we stay up there if it's so dangerous?' Well, we stay because Davis is our home. And how do we keep our balance? That I can tell you in one word: musicals!
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