L.A. is the apocalypse, it’s you and a bunch of parking lots. No one’s going to save you; no one’s looking out for you. It’s the only city I know where that’s the explicit premise of living there – that’s the deal you make when you move to L.A. The city, ironically, is emotionally authentic. No one loves you; you’re the least important person in the room; get over it. What matters is what you do there.

he makes LA sound attractive. maybe i’ll go visit now.

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