<p>This book is a gritty time machine into 1950s and 60s El Cajon San Diego Los Angeles where urchins pelt a &quot;little red Austin Healey&quot; with loquats panic at a floating turd in De Anza Cove suffer a father&#39;s practical joke in &quot;The Hotel Cecil&quot;&nbsp; toss revenge eggs at houses and school and relish in mostly hidden sexual energy.</p>