Van Nuys, 1991

The streets just unravel. They have no end. All this thrash. All this culture. Millions like me, lost in this culture. 3AM
Gas and Coke. Millions like me. The streets unfold. Van Nuys.
Left is home and right is home. Green lights, ruby lights. A car crashed here yesterday.
Super discounts. Destroyed my washer. Discount products. With all my free vouchers. Only 3 minutes.
My path leaves no trace. But it is every path. Deep fry me while you can.
And this is the way. Under the bridge and turn right. The BP sign, the ruby light. Angel dust at 3AM. My path has no end.
It is every path.

RW