there is a picture of dave clark. it says to me everything that the book is about, the brilliant, hard light of los angeles, the shadow, and when you justeel at 2:00 in the afternoon that aul emptiness, what am i going to do? which is a feeling that i have never quite had in any other city in the world in the way i expericed it here, a scary, almost sort of despair in feelg that i never had in london. new york or helsinki or other ples, there seems to be nothing to do here. los angeles seems so oppressive and so awful, i think this isn perience, these moment shattering, sunlit horror that rises throughout the history has had. >> the other side of it that i want to talk about, lesley white represents the other side. he is the opposing goal of the story to david clarke. it really was a land of opportunity in a lot ofays. financially certainly, but also in terms of possibilities like choices, opportunities of things to do. this guy started out as a photographer. you can tell his story a little bit but ended up being ever