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Sal leaves. Everything will be OK once he gets south. SO he hitches a ride. What else is new.
He sees a Mexican girl at the bus station that he wants to sleep with. Again, what else is new.
But this time, she’s on his bus heading to L.A., so he plucks up the courage to hit on her. They have major connections, hand-holding, and wanting of sex. And her name is Teresa, or possibly Terry.
Sal gets paranoid, figuring there’s no reason in the world this girl wants to have sex with him, so it must be that this is a scam and the man sitting behind them in the diner (they’re off the bus and in LA, by the way) is her pimp.
They get to a hotel room and she’s all ready to go, but Sal needs to go get whisky first.
Sal screws it up by mentioning a six-foot-tall redheaded woman back in New York.
Then she thinks Sal is a pimp, just like he thought she was a hustler. Oh, jeez.
They make up, have sex, and fall asleep. In that order.