Freeways of Love

Driving on the freeways late at night, there's nothing better. Open road, open windows, the smell of the California vegetation at night, crisp, clean. That smell takes me back to my early days in Los Angeles, my formative college years. The 134 to the 2, above it all and away from it all. Five minutes later you're back in the thick of it, snapped back to reality.

I love L.A.

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