Los Angeles

December, 1979

Los AngelesOn Certain Days, in certain light, the sprawl of ruined groves and bulldozed desert called Los Angeles can seem as cancer on the land, a featureless huddle of cities and towns whose tone and flavor merge beyond a veil of poisoned air. But then along comes as crystal morning, and a Raquel Welch look-alike driving by in a Rolls, and in a flash of understanding, a swaying of palms, the lure of Los Angeles becomes clear to you. You know that the promise of pleasure is all that unites this...