When I was about 26, I got bit by the bug of cultural geography. I moved to Hermosa Beach from West Adams, two astonishingly different neighborhoods separated by 14 miles and two multiverses. I called these yuppie playgrounds the GDZs after geographically desirable zipcodes having read a book by a cat named Michael J. Weiss entitled The Clustering of Am…
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