You see a lot of this around the valley, on streets with overnight parking: the dilapidated RV or camper truck squatting five nights a week on one side of the street. Generators purring away into the night, dogs growling from within when you draw close. The sagging chassis and the certain sad, salvaged look. This one would be the definitive model. Imagine it in its prime. One could build a TV show around the thing.