“Why You Wanna Treat Me So Bad?” by Prince playing in the car.
Jefe: Hey guys, this is Prince. He’s from Minnesota.
Listening a while. Air guitar playing.
Pablo: Is he a boy?
Later in the Trader Joe’s parking lot, Doodles and I heard a very loud sing-a-long of “Who’s Gonna Ride Your Wild Horses?” by U2. Coming towards us was a gold Lexus with windows down and a middle-aged man belting out the tune along with the stereo. I looked at his license which read simply: