Well, I mean living large in L.A. for a pittance, if you are as poor as a church mouse by Bel Air standards, yet saved a few pennies. I didn't know what to expect from Los Angeles, California in my first visit. I was in no rush to see California. I am not a fan of car culture, I'm not good at small talk, nor am I that obsessed with my looks (my friends may argue that particular point) nor do I care for material things in general. Somehow Los Angeles wasn't an imperative, like Prague or Amsterdam. I certainly wasn't prepared for it by watching TV shows and movies filmed there. I didn't even recognize the Baywatch set in Malibu. My hotel, JW Marriott L.A. Live, showed promise, a gentrified patch, rising from the rubble
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