Down the road from my house is "antique row" in Canoga Park. It's an odd little section of town, a mix of the skanky and the genteel. Sex shops, head shops and tattoo parlours intersperse the antique stores. There's a shiny clean, well-patronized community theatre, and really grotty junk shops. A vegetarian restaurant and grocery store, and several sleazy bars. It's like this little microcosm of the city. The other day, in an attempt to lift my mood, I gave myself a $10 budget and went exploring. By the time I'd spent $7.75, I was feeling (a) a little better and (b) in desperate need of some hand sanitizer, so I called it a day.