Los Feliz Press

A platen, not a digital printer with a wooden case.

The press is older than the building's awning. It prints one side, one color, then I wash the rollers if the second color is the red. The window faces the street, which is useful in the morning and useless after three, when the frame store's sign throws a shadow across the feed board.

If the door is open, knock anyway. I may have my hands in the ink.