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All the years back when I lived in L.A. I never went in here. Today I did. I’m pretty sure my dad got gear here in the early 1970s. I know he had A16 gear because I got it eventually. Also, the inside smells like campfire.
Some mornings when I go to the post office early in Carmel Mountain, there’s a collection of people standing around. They are waiting diligently for the passport office to open, not really in line but scattered, still, and waiting. There something about it that reminds me of Hitchcock’s The Birds.
Mark on the bus asked me what I draw and I answered “anything.” We talked about what art is and whether I had a DeviantArt account (I do but don’t use it). I drew him but he says he doesn’t look this old. I failed to get his smile right, is what I see.