I WENT OUT TO BREAKFAST EARLY this morning. Small oatmeal, scrambled eggs, potatoes, buttered English muffin, black coffee. Five blocks away. The place I always go. Not busy early Sunday morning. I even wondered if I’d go, but I did and you see people. On the cold walk home I noticed one apartment building after another. Old and new. People from everywhere. The young woman at the check out at the grocery store I went in heading home is from West Africa. Good luck, LA.
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