behind this bus stop in corona is a stand alone house with a minuscule frontage. a blue tarp was strung over it. under this makeshift gazebo is a zippy party, most likely birthday, complete with live musicians most of them wearing white stetson hats. the music, mexican, i believe, is strangely redolent with the rhythmical oom pa pah ostinato commonly heard in german oktoberfest bands. and a lithe girl, her dark hair parted in the middle, looks outside, not waiting for anybody, but just looking out, a beautiful enigma without any explanation.