This horseshit (Third St. hasn't had decorated light standards in the twelve Xmases I've lived near it.) is new, as of yesterday. At least they're not religious, merely wintry. Perhaps to remind Angelenos of seasons.
The big fucking coil of extension wire is a nice touch, innit? Does no one check their fucking work any more?
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