Addressing the OP, I do make the simple distinction between legal immigrants that follow the procedures of the sovereign nation that they are entering and illegal trespassers who don't, just as on a more local level, I can readily make the distinction between someone who stands patiently in line and buys a ticket, say to a movie like La Misma Luna, versus someone who cuts into line or just sneaks in.
That being said, I am all in favor of documenting and "normalizing" the status of economic opportunists from neighbouring nations because it is blatantly obvious that we NEED them. I daresay, California would not run without this vast shadow underclass. This would identify them (for security), license them (to drive safely and pay insurance), protect them (from employer abuse), re-unite separated families or allow hassle free visitation, and have them paying taxes, which would justify (without complaint) providing services (healthcare, education, fire, police, etc.) just like everyone else.
As for the LAPD, just as any other organization, it's composed of individuals with individual backgrounds, motivations, prejudices and politics. I thought that it was a reasonable, balanced portrayal of the LAPD in the film. We the audience with empathic paranoia of course are thinking "immigration status", but realistically, the movie cops were probably genuinely concerned about the welfare of a minor sleeping alone on a park bench, and as for Enrique, well unfortunately, battery for throwing the beverage (only later would their status become apparent). I have been a member of other government organization(s), even once assigned to the Arizona border region, that for the most part focused on doing our jobs professionally, and could care less about issues that were not part of our mission (i.e. immigration status). In fact, my impression was that we (most people that I worked with 2 decades ago) tended to be more sympathetic to illegals (unofficially providing water/food, reflectors/cyalumes for the highway, and even transportation out of the deep desert).
I thought about the P.O. Box thing too, but unfortunately it was the weekend. I'd say, she likely wouldn't check her mail until Monday afternoon at earliest. If they were sure that it was EAST L.A., then I would have started with the Yellow Pages, looking up Domino's Pizza franchises. There are less than 5 in that area (according to a quick internet search), which would have rapidly narrowed the search down. The laundromat would not be much help, but the "party supply store" might have been another good lead. Perhaps language might have been a problem, but a payphone with a hand full of change might have saved a lot of legwork. "Party Supply Store", "Hi, are you the Party Supply Store near that Domino's?"
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