>Bertolt Brecht - Contemplating Hell
Yeah, but Brecht lived here when the place was full of white people. When I think of hell and ugly landscapes, I think of Oklahoma City.
And when I think of beautiful Los Angeles, I don't think of the playgrounds on the westside. I think of swap meets, the city's still existing beaux arts core, now back to life and feeling like Mexico City, myriad angles of sun and sky you get when you're on the bus or in your car, the freeway at 3 a.m. when it's like a big rollercoaster ride...that kind of thing.