"What kind of work can a woman of 80 years do?" Arce said later, pushing her own cart full of ice creams down Los Angeles Street. "Nothing."
The tickets amount to an occupational hazard for the throngs of sidewalk sellers who shill fresh orange juice, hot dogs wrapped in bacon, used clothing, toys and a laundry list of other goods in bustling stretches of downtown and MacArthur Park. The police come. The sellers scatter. Those unable to escape get citations.
But, like Calderon, many simply come back.