Outside on the burning,suffocating street, i yanked a new parking ticket out from under the windshield wiper of my 11 year old Chrysler,then tore it into as many small pieces as possible, flinging it at the sky.I hated being back in L.A. I hated that i hadn't had a drink in months.I hated that i was losing my hair.I hated my job. I hated filtered cigarettes and rap music and Tom Cruise's big stupid white teeth and i hated the fucking Parking Violations Bureau.
Mooch- Dan Fante 2000
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