Downtown Los Angeles is a wasteland of concrete and commerce. “Can’t help you man, this a big place,” a guy says as I try to find parking. This place isn’t meant for humans no matter how much marketing is applied. Hot, smoggy and lacking in anything resembling a soul. And yet I’m here. And what do I hear? Nothing. Everything. A low grade hum comprised of trucks, cooling units and the slight scuttle of humans moving from one building to another. Smoke em while you can.
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