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Liane was born in Los Angeles. Her family immigrated from Russia, running from the Bolsheviks, finally coming to rest in the Hollywood Hills of California. Sometime between Aunt Edna opening her famous pastrami stand in Santa Monica and her Grandmother Ann's celebrated family market, the "Shermart" in West Hollywood, Liane was born.

Raised in the Hollywood tradition, as a child, Liane's playground was the back lot of Universal Studios and  A&M Records. Weaned on the Tijuana Brass and Emma Peel, Liane tried to wrap herself in her Mother's black chiffon scarf in an attempt to walk like Mortisha, but found that Moose and Squirrel came easier.

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