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When I realized that New York was a cesspit filled with the viscera of broken dreams, I decided that the time had come for me to move to beautiful, sunny Los Angeles....

When I arrived in L.A. and realized that it was creatively dead, had a withered husk for a soul, and considered ombré the height of culture, I took the first plane back to New York....
— - THE NEW YORKER: N.Y.C. TO L.A. TO N.Y.C. TO L.A., AD INFINITUM