Commentary
If I could have a thousand lives, I could live them all in Los Angeles, and never tire of this beautiful city. There aren’t enough words in the English language to describe greater Los Angeles—the way the sunlight reflects off the ocean, bounces off high mountains to the east, and dances in the haze; the endless urban plain broken up by rolling hills in unlikely places; boulevards that are fifty miles long, traversing countless neighborhoods, each with its own style and tradition; the people, millions of people, coming from every corner of the world, all of them with dreams that are nurtured in the mellow Southern California sun.
