Been in L.A. for two years and I still miss New York, but I will admit that when someone in L.A. says they had a magical experience it’s like locking eyes with a coyote under a full moon and when someone in New York says it they mean they witnessed a guy dressed as Ant-Man get kicked by a cop horse.
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Joel Schumacher groping a stripper at The Cock is strong contender for NYC magic.
2 falcons dropped, talons intertwined, out of the sky in LA.
Even if we have a lot to look at, NYC'ers mostly mind their own business.
My friend and i looked at each other and someone on the street went "Well that's a new one".
Pretty magical imho
But once it's in your blood, you'll never want to leave
It's topography helps a lot, a common strikingly beautiful sunset with it's people "settling in" for the night, and there's nothing like it
It takes at least a couple of years for an NYC to LA refugee to stop hating LA because it isn't NYC... At that point, you start hating LA for all it's own reasons, which actually makes the place incredibly charming.
Boiled down to my base early-40s needs, I still desperately miss the energy and the food.
Whereas in NYC one comes to look out the Apt window to gauge what clothes may be necessary in the day...
in LA, one painfully stubs a toe and realizes - Damn! 7 freaking months have passed!
I own a condo in Anchorage. It is a weird city. The occasional bear or moose walks down the ally.
But the homeless to moose ratio is 50:1.
https://www.reddit.com/r/sanfrancisco/comments/111113l/duck_in_a_ferrari_golden_gate_park/
That’s great, one time my cab fully ran a guy over and kept driving
(At O'Hare, the coyote was running across the runway and got clipped by the plane's wheels before takeoff.)
I had a magical time in New York, a car tried to run me over so he could hurry to a stop light 15' behind me, then lock his car doors.
There is no magic in LA I hate it here.
Like, I'd fight the fires to get out of living there sooner.
Luigi send his regards.
*Actual true story. Well, the coyote was in the lot, I was on the sidewalk outside it. Guess it thought a pre-owned 2011 Subaru would help it catch the Road Runner.
While staring into your soul.
(based on a true story)
Like, 2 medium ones.
Better than my magical experience of somehow missing 4 homeless people playing frogger in the middle of the road on my way home from work.
I drive all over California and I gotta say arizonas homeless have a death wish.