Me and this little place called the City of Angels.
Today, I let my guard down and was a tourist for a day. I have a weird pride thing about appearing as a tourist...I'm not exactly sure why or where it came from (20 years in Orlando perhaps?) but it's there.
And...um, this city is amazing. Each new little nook seems to transplant you to what feels like an entirely different city.
Yes, LA is dirty and crowded and flaky and hipster and plastic and whatever descriptive word YOU'RE thinking of...but it also never ceases to amaze me; there is always a new place to discover. And for that reason, Los Angeles, we can still be friends.
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