Los Angeles, or the average extraordinary

L.A. has no secrets, no surprises. L.A. is just and right everything you have always seen in the(ir) movies. No more, no less. It’s like if the world is ending tomorrow and people are desperately getting the best out of it. Or it has already ended actually. It’s like if somebody just said “OK, no social rules anymore, no laws whatsoever, do-say-dress whatever you feel like to.” It’s like being thrown on the set of Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo&Juliet – well, it actually is. That sense of post or right before the apocalypse.