I’m suffering from a horrible strain of cabin fever. How late did the music listening last into this morning? I meant to pound on the wall but was probably too faint. And am I supposed to be at somebody’s birthday party right now? Did everyone’s parents get pregnant on Valentines?
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Eric Brightwell is an essayist, rambler, explorer, cartographer, and guerrilla gardener. He lives in Los Angeles, not because he was born here, but because he chose to... for all of the things for which its famous: its verticality, its mass transit, its diversity, its schools, its liminal spaces, its architecture, its wildlife, its museums, its night markets, its cinemas, its theaters, its enclaves, its restaurants, its bars, its libraries, &c
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