Every day I take Aurora avenue to work. It’s not particularly speedy, but the I-5 is always hellaciously clogged, and who wants to deal with that? Sitting in traffic on a freeway = hell for A.D.D.. Aurora avenue is hideous, blocks and blocks of used car dealerships and quickie marts and “bikini baristas“, (not to mention the sordid history of prostitution) but there is one building–ONE BUILDING–that I pass every day that I cannot figure out.

There are always crusty people milling about in front, smoking cigarettes, with disheveled hair, white tennis shoes. You know, tacky. It’s an unmarked building, and I swear to God, the mystery is driving me nuts. Every day between 8 and 9, and sometimes even before 8, there they are, the Crusties. I don’t think it’s an AA meeting (I’ve actually been to a notoriously nuts meeting on Aurora and it’s on the other side of the street). If it’s a business it certainly isn’t marked. WHAT IS IT??? I NEED TO KNOW!