this morning, jimmy took angus and i out to the desert.


we stopped in randsburg, a derelict mining town.


junkshopping.


a bar kept by a 93 year old woman named olga. for the first time, i felt so out of place and
terrified that i didnt take a photo of her.


she is so decrepit and hunchbacked that you can't even see her over the bar.


johnny d was here and has love for olga.