"...The world of Lonely-Outcast America squeezed into Pershing Square, of the Cities of Terrible Night, downtown now trapped in the City of Lost Angels....
And the trees hang over it all like some apathetic fate"
-from the novel City Of Night by John Rechy
"The oaks will look down on our heads forever"
"...The world of Lonely-Outcast America squeezed into Pershing Square, of the Cities of Terrible Night, downtown now trapped in the City of Lost Angels....
And the trees hang over it all like some apathetic fate" -from the novel City Of Night by John Rechy