Scrapping by and Lowly in Los Angeles

The diviest of dives, this joint. They used to call it The Kind Edward; now it’s just known as King Eddy’s. I’m not sure why the titular change came about, but the bums used to start rolling into this place at 6 a.m. sharp, and they’d scope out their seat at the bar and stay put for the better part of the afternoon. Nobody was having their birthday celebration or getting engaged here. There are no banquets ever being held…