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when she left him it was fall, and the new tv season was playing on motel
tv's. she never watched at home, but on the road she felt drawn to the world
of cable tv. popular culture was a blur in her peripheral vision, but here
at the diamond queen motel she was captured by it and sat for hours watching
six feet under, oz, and sportscenter. it was clear the real reason she stopped
at motels was not for a shower, but for the color tv and remote control.
baker, ca
6 of 7
he sat in the parking lot of the california grocery store waiting for his
mexican insurance to come through. he converted his dollars to pesos, and
shook the strange coins in his hand. the border was close, he could see the
steel fence which divided this town like cold war berlin. the sky was a grey
haze and he thumbed through a spanish english dictionary, he'd found at the
gas station. he didnt speak a word of spanish, except to remember not to pronounce
the j's.he couldnt wait untill those white california license plates were
a distant memory.
calexico, ca
