Tuesday

Beaches and places to mosey.

Anyone who says they "hate LA" is selling something I'm not about to buy. I believe that most of these individuals have personal problems with the place because they haven't spent enough time in it, or have overbooked their stay. There are also those who haven't actually been there, but insist that "driving through it" counts. It doesn't. If you did not visit a beach, have a decent meal, or say the word "sunset" during your visit, then you weren't actually there and haven't given it a fair trial. In fact, I'd say that the city of Los Angeles wins because you were absent from the hearing. There is a magic in LA that creates a sense of a hyper-world, America on pills, and surprise excitement, like oxygen being pumped through casinos. It's just there. The dark side is just as important as the good stuff, because it's the thing that reminds us when it's time to either slow down or leave the building. It's Vegas meets New York. You just gotta take it for what it is. And next time you go, take your favorite outfit, THEN tell me you didn't have a good time. See, now you want to go. Ha.

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