los angeles international airport is without a doubt the worst place i've ever been to.
ugly non-functional architecture;
american flags every where, so crass and unimaginative;
shuffling, blank people completely demorolised -
a spiritual wasteland.
new york was grey and raining, which reminded me of melbourne and ballarat,
except all the cars were on the other side of the road;
subtle differences in the buildings and the cars and people:
bigger, brighter, more obnoxious, super-real;
the american dream in every gesture and word.
the smell of raw sewerage on the nose, the blast of loud chatter in your face, the heat of the streets against the skin;
the terrible condition of the roads and the horrible drivers using their horns freely -
the garbage on the sidewalks (don't they have bins? don't they recycle?) -
the conscientious lack of eye contact on the subway -
remind of of taiwan.
before the tunnel between queens and manhattan was a field of tombstones.
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