The film reel is nearing its end. There are just a few frames of grainy black-and-white footage left, and it appears Exene is making her final appearance as Ryan, and that Ryan in turn is impersonating Exene.
In a spacious loft area on the top floor of some building in San Diego, Exene moves gracefully in soft light. Her trademark scowl erased, her face is calm, naturally serene. She wears an old-fashioned navy dress with white polka dots and a sailor collar, and black-and-white saddle shoes with little white socks.
Lia has carefully torn out the sheets of the journal she never managed to present and has pasted each page along the wall of that sparse, sunlit space. Exene tours the room like a society lady at a gallery, carefully taking in the work. Lia observes her with mean eyes and a s
