You feel L.A. like that perfect first booster shot worth of sun that warms you all over one random day in mid March or on the afternoon of an ideally temperate marathon Monday and you crave it thereafter...summer can't come soon enough.
Whereas New York starts flowing through you like a drug you are convinced you simply cannot live without staying connected to, invested in, driven by, or pulsed through.
So there's that.
Each has this totally tactile existence. And L.A.'s is shallower for sure - skin deep. While New York's you swear you feel in the depths of your gut if not literally coursing through your veins.
But there's reason to really let yourself get wrapped up or swept away in/by/with both.
Here is from the BFF, ichatted to me last week while I was on the west coast:
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