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For
us
,
in
east
Hollywood
,
the
toilets
never
worked
properly
and
the
landlord
’
s
cut
-
rate
plumber
could
never
quite
fix
them
.
We
left
the
tank
lids
off
and
hand
-
manipulated
the
plunger
.
The
faucets
dripped
,
the
roaches
crawled
,
the
dogs
crapped
everywhere
,
and
the
screens
had
large
holes
in
them
that
let
in
flies
and
all
manner
of
strange
flying
insects
.
The
bell
bing
-
bonged
and
I
got
up
and
opened
the
door
.
It
was
Tessie
.
She
was
in
her
forties
,
a
swinger
,
a
redhead
with
obviously
dyed
hair
.
"
You
’
re
Henry
,
aren
’
t
you
?
"
"
Yes
,
Debra
’
s
in
the
bathroom
.
Please
sit
down
.
"
She
had
on
a
short
red
skirt
.
Her
thighs
were
good
.
Her
ankles
and
calves
weren
’
t
bad
either
.
She
looked
like
she
loved
to
fuck
.
I
walked
to
the
bathroom
and
knocked
on
the
door
.
"
Debra
,
Tessie
’
s
here
.
.
.
"
The
first
antique
store
was
a
block
or
two
from
the
water
.
We
drove
down
in
the
Volks
and
went
in
.
I
walked
around
with
them
.
Everything
was
priced
$
800
,
$
1500
.
.
.
old
clocks
,
old
chairs
,
old
tables
.
The
prices
were
unbelievable
.
Two
or
three
clerks
stood
around
and
rubbed
their
hands
.
They
evidently
worked
on
salary
plus
commission
.
The
owner
certainly
located
the
items
for
almost
nothing
in
Europe
or
the
Ozark
Mountains
.
I
got
bored
looking
at
huge
price
tags
.
I
told
the
girls
I
’
d
wait
in
the
car
.
I
found
a
bar
across
the
street
,
went
in
,
sat
down
.
I
ordered
a
bottle
of
beer
.
The
bar
was
full
of
young
men
mostly
under
25
.
The
were
blond
and
slim
,
or
dark
and
slim
,
dressed
in
perfectly
fitting
slacks
and
shirts
.
They
were
expressionless
and
undisturbed
.
There
were
no
women
.
A
large
television
set
was
on
.
There
was
no
sound
.
Nobody
watched
it
.
Nobody
spoke
.
I
finished
my
beer
and
left
.
I
found
a
liquor
store
and
got
a
6
-
pack
.
I
went
back
to
the
car
and
sat
there
.
The
beer
was
good
.
The
car
was
parked
in
the
lot
in
back
of
the
antique
store
.
The
street
to
my
left
was
backed
up
with
traffic
and
I
watched
the
people
waiting
patiently
in
the
cars
.
There
was
almost
always
a
man
and
a
woman
,
staring
straight
ahead
,
not
talking
.
It
was
,
finally
,
for
everyone
,
a
matter
of
waiting
.
You
waited
and
you
waited
-
for
the
hospital
,
the
doctor
,
the
plumber
,
the
madhouse
,
the
jail
,
papa
death
himself
.
First
the
signal
was
red
,
then
the
signal
was
green
.
The
citizens
of
the
world
ate
food
and
watched
t
.
v
.
and
worried
about
their
jobs
or
their
lack
of
same
,
while
they
waited
.
I
began
to
think
about
Debra
and
Tessie
in
the
antique
shop
.
I
really
didn
’
t
like
Debra
,
but
there
I
was
entering
her
life
.
It
made
me
feel
like
a
peep
-
freak
.
I
sat
drinking
the
beer
.
I
was
down
to
the
last
can
when
they
finally
came
out
.
"
Oh
Henry
,
"
said
Debra
,
"
I
found
the
nicest
marble
top
table
for
only
$
200
!
"
