The smog makes you crazy


Dragging six loads of laundry to the lavanderia on Lankershim last night had me asking myself 3 questions:

  1. Why is there always a spanish-soap opera on, no matter what time of the day?
  2. Why do I have so many clothes?
  3. Why do people in L.A. talk to themselves?

Crazy lives here. Pollution + Traffic + Broken Dreams = Nutso

You see it everywhere. Hollywood. Downtown. Your favorite NoHo lavanderia. I’m not really sure who the old guy thought he was talking to as he addressed the wall of dryers, or what the argument was about. But, I’m pretty sure he won.

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