This is no sanitized postcard collection of California. No, what we have here is a raw slice of urban absurdity—moments that burst into being for a fraction of a second before being swallowed whole by the grinding machinery of daily life. These are ghost stories from the edge of reality, fleeting as the twitch of an eye or the flick of a camera shutter. Had I not been there to capture them, these scenes would have evaporated like cheap booze under a high desert sun.
