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Tamales for the people
This morning missing from my daily commute was the tamale lady who sold breakfast tamales, pan dulce, and champurrado at the corner of Venice and Fairfax. It has become somewhat of a daily ritual, seeing the steam rise from the Styrofoam cups as the bus riders huddled around dreading the rest of what is surely a lackluster day. It was comforting to see her morning after morning doling out a bit of home cooking to the world weary Los Angeleno populace. I understand why she was probably ousted from her corner, though it does feel like a little bit of community died with it. Isn’t there a better way to deal with street vendors than just get giving them the heave-ho? Hopefully she’ll return in a few weeks time, when the City has forgotten about her little spot on Venice and Fairfax.
--Shane Redsar
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