Wonder BreadAcross the street from Olivo's is a jazz club hidden in a small building covered with graffiti. It's the sort of jazz club that for years only advertised shows via a xeroxed flier stapled to the tree in front of the door. Lately they've gotten themselves a sandwich board they stick out front. Next door to the jazz club is Mr. Olivo's "holding yard" where he keeps some of the broken down refrigerators waiting to be repaired and where he parks a couple dead trucks and a couple live ones. There are some feral cats in behind the porous fence and someone is always leaving big mounds of sodden cat food at the foot of the big rolling gate.
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Mr. Olivo had a couple pretty daughters who used to work for him.
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