Driving into, out of, and through Los Angeles is an infuriating experience. Traffic is bad. Parking is bad. Accidents abound. Traffic lights are unreliable. I once witnessed an accident that literally took out a traffic light. There is always construction work going on somewhere. Even in the middle of the night the freeways are unpredictable. And on the one day a year that it rains in this town, the streets are completely flooded because L.A. city officials didn't see the point in spending tax money on a drainage system.
What's even stranger is that after hours of crawling by at speeds that would make a turtle impatient, you finally arrive at your destination, only to discover that no one is there.
That's the thing about L.A. that really gets me. Where is everyone going? I live downtown and the place is totally dead. I don't know of any other city whose inhabitants subject themselves to endless road torture in order to get somewhere and hang out with nobody. Sometimes I feel like I'm in the Negaverse.
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