Los Angeles is a terrible place. The way the temperature is always perfect. The way it never rains. The way tanned men shout in apartment courtyards at night.
It’s terrible, Walt thought, the way humans chew up the world wherever they go. Gnashing through the Earth like one big chomping mouth.
A man named Rabbit who’s missing a pinky finger wakes up in his garage apartment in West Texas.
Ourland 