that is my neighborhood and that car has been there for as long as i remember. a friend of mine once told me that he went in to that porn establishment and said there were tons of stacks of magazines lining the floors. he made it seem as if they might have even been old and used mags. needless to say, i am afraid to go in there.
YEAH. My friends and I nearly put Mr. Cecil out of business. The waiter seemed pretty annoyed that we wouldn't stop interrogating him about wtf a St. Louis style California rib was. Is that a pig that recieved rib styling in two states? What gives?
That porn depot looks pretty shady. It was hilarious to stand in the parking lot with a big camera. All the guys would pull their caps down over their face like I was some sort of PI waiting to mail the secret pictures to their wives. They'd see me and all of a sudden they are acting all cloak & dagger. It was so comical that I almost wanted to risk the germ exposure and go inside.
Ha, this is funny. I looked again at that shot and realized that the car in the background is Jeremy pulling up in his car. How effing likely is it that he would drive right into the frame at the second that I hit the shutter.
