Beneath the sun-soaked expanse of Venice Beach, a different kind of war rages on. It’s not fought with weapons, but with brooms and badges, as the city’s officials and police descend to ‘clean up’ the area. Their targets, however, are not debris or trash, but the people themselves—the destitute and disadvantaged. For those wielding the power, it’s merely a day’s work, devoid of care or concern. They fail to see the faces or hear the stories; they’re just cogs in a machine that neither knows nor cares about the lives it uproots-where’s the heart?

Yet, in the grand tapestry of time, governments will change, and jobs will fade, just as the tides retreat from the shore. The only constant is the struggle of those caught in the crossfire of society’s relentless march forward.