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Cecilville, California is a remarkably remote area that seems suspended in time. With no services for miles, Monk explains how once you venture 30 miles down into the canyon, you lose modern conveniences, such as cell service or even a power outlet. "Time is what it is," Monk reflects, speaking to a rhythm of life that is dictated by the natural cadence of day and night, rather than the relentless tick of the clock.
The neighborhood is not your typical residential area; it boasts a population of around 25 individuals scattered across five square miles. This closeness fosters communal living where everyone knows—or at least knows of—each other. Lasting bonds have been formed, and their ways to look after one another resemble a tight-knit family rather than a mere community.