The Last City I Loved: Los Angeles (or How I Traveled the NY-LA Fault Line and Got Home) - The Rumpus

By Deanne StillmanMarch 10, 201322 min read

I always had the sense that I was American but never more so than when I moved from New York to California over twenty years ago.

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