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I’m going to Los Angeles tomorrow for the first time. California for the first time. I’ve never been west of layover in Phoenix. I hear they have sunshine and traffic there. I’ve built up this city so much in my head I might possibly burst into tears when I get there. It’s a pure mystery to me. So while I live in a metropolitan city of my own and can handle myself in new situations, I find myself asking such dumb questions like:

Do you wear jackets?
Can I run on the street for exercise?
Do people wear sun hats?
Can I Google “beach” and find a beach?

Then I ask stubborn questions:
Why don’t you ride bikes?
Why don’t you walk outside?

This city’s commute doesn’t make much sense to me.