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But then—bam—she hops in, and I’m hit with this smell. Perfume and cigarettes, like a dive bar exploded. “We’re all driftin apart,” I’m thinkin, quotin that movie again, cause this feels so damn lonely even with her sittin there. I ask her name—Candy, she says, and I’m rollin my eyes. Candy? C’mon, that’s faker than a three-dollar bill! Gets me riled up—why lie bout somethin so small? But whatever, I’m in it now.

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I keep lettin’ my eye wander to every detail – that old mural on the side of the community center near Silver Creek, oh wait, that's actually near the canal. Oops, my bad. Haha! And my personal fave? The little taco stand off the beaten path on Sunset Blvd – man, those tacos speak to my soul like a well-played tune in the movie!

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