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	<title>Comments on: Who takes the bus in L.A.? I do!</title>
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		<title>By: Lolita Files</title>
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		<description>See, what it is is, you still haven&#039;t fully processed that you&#039;re back in LA, even though LA is just as much you as the hairs on your head.  Give it a few more days.  Then one morning/afternoon as you&#039;re happily walking to or from the store/gym/wherever, you&#039;ll suddenly snap out of your New York fugue, fully realize where you are, and shout, &quot;What the hell am I doing?!  No one walks in LA!!!&quot;  Then you&#039;ll really be back home, Dorothy.  (And your little dog, too!)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>See, what it is is, you still haven&#8217;t fully processed that you&#8217;re back in LA, even though LA is just as much you as the hairs on your head.  Give it a few more days.  Then one morning/afternoon as you&#8217;re happily walking to or from the store/gym/wherever, you&#8217;ll suddenly snap out of your New York fugue, fully realize where you are, and shout, &#8220;What the hell am I doing?!  No one walks in LA!!!&#8221;  Then you&#8217;ll really be back home, Dorothy.  (And your little dog, too!)</p>
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