Spring Street summer

In the summer of 1976, a young Englishman called "C." found himself in California. He had come to Santa Cruz to research his academic thesis on concepts of paradise in Western thought. Money was no problem - he had a fellowship. And through a stroke of luck he had located a pleasant place to live in a shared house on Spring Street, a house with a lovely sunny garden perched on the edge of the Pacific. To his surprise - and delight - he soon learned that he was living in. Something very like a modern version of the Garden of Eden. Nudity, sun, plenty of wine, uncomplicated sex - it was almost…