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I see almost no redeeming qualities in Southern California. It's hot and dry and you need a car. It takes forever to get anywhere and there are no bodegas. Hollywood is full of fake assholes and everyone is looking for fame. The sand at the beach will get in your ass crack and if the whole damn state sunk into the ocean only the sea life would complain about it. So I made a zine and said about as much, then I blanketed them all around town hoping to ruin someone's day.