The story of Louie and a Jazz singer.

When I rented an apartment in downtown Los Angeles around 2008, it had a 40′ long ribbon window facing West 6th Street, and I slept in it without any furniture the first night. The trees outside projected on to the insides of the entire empty apartment, from the Home Depot parking lot lights. Just thatContinue reading “The story of Louie and a Jazz singer.”