A teenager finds solace in a diner full of grumpy seniors during the heydey of San Francisco punk. It's a mythological place, full of ghostly archetypes, the aging veterans of scenes past and future. Reads like a novel, but is it fiction or barely disguised autobiography? Or is it the obituary of a movement? That's up to the reader to decide and Aaron to never let on. Either way, the backstory of the angry old woman glaring at you from the other end of the counter becomes a disturbing glimpse into your own future and distressing as this may be, it's hard to put down or get out of your head.