Weighted by umbrella, blanket tucked beneath his armpit, he follows her along the beach, bare feet blistering in the noon-baked sand. She zigzags empty-handed up and down the shoreline, looking for the right spot. There is no perfect spot, he wants to tell her, but before he can she waves her arms in signal to him.
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What causes America's mainstream media to fear and try to destroy a group of artists and their work? What happens when such a creative movement grows in strength and threatens media's bottom line? Why would extremists find it necessary to take acti
