Literary Stalkings: On the Trail of Easton Ellis

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I’m lost in L.A. somewhere between La Cienega North and La Cienega South, trying to find a place called “Largo”. With less than an hour til it began, hungover and sick after a road trip to Vegas, I realised the Ellis reading was tonight. Frantically scrawling down the address, I set off into the fray, running down La Cienega Boulevard. But the numbers aren’t going in any discernible order and I’m high on medication and I keep trying to flag a cab but none are driving past. I don’t know what I’m looking for, whether it’s a bookstore or a venue, and I’m starting to doubt if the address I wrote down is even correct.