September 6, 2019

Pacifica State Beach, California, 7am

I’m in the car park after a surf. A man pulls up next to me and starts unloading his car. He’s in his 50’s, Chinese, solid build. Wrapping his face with a cloth? Oh, a fisherman!


No! (Laughs) Fishing!

What do you catch?

Perch. Stripe Bass.



What do you do with them?

I don’t sell them. I give them away to the [muffled].


The garage. Mechanic. I give him fish, he keeps my car running.

As long as car keeps running (pats his van) he will keep getting fish.

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