He hadn’t been in L.A. very long. He was “practically fresh off the bus from Virginia.” I know because I heard him say so. He was a tall white guy with brown hair, wearing a baseball cap. I was on the other side of the one-room taco shop, watching while he was being friendly with the cute punky girl behind the register, a young Latina woman in a Misfits t-shirt. Maybe
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