The cover implies (doesn’t say, I know it) but implies that Jessica Alba’s residence on the cover is in either the Hamptons or Kentucky. Bullshit.
That is LA. Look at the hills. Hamptons has no hills. Hell, out here “hills” are these little things we used to roll down in parks. For example, the Griffith Park Hills are MOUNTAINS out here.
Now look at the vegetation. That is chaparral scrub. Unless the Blue Hills of Kentucky have been recently overrun with mesquite in the foreground and a back drop of downtown LA in the background, that ain’t Kentucky.
I know everyone (who doesn’t live there) hates LA. But then don’t put a picture of my City on you fucking cover! To quote Judge Judy, “Don’t pee on my foot and tell me it’s raining.”
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Sundays are just for me... and blowing off steam
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