Saturday morning, a monstrous rose takes over the county jail near my house. Crappy cellphone pictures of a non-crappy photo exhibit (Toxic Babies) by Alex Darocy on display at Caffe Pergolesi. I wait for my ride outside Bookshop Santa Cruz, and discover the “effects” setting on the cellphone camera. Unbeknownst to me, a sketchy dude I’ve never [...]