Our relationship to a city is always determined by the people we meet.
Not just the friends we make, but the woman who bakes our morning
croissant and the nightclub doorkeepers who sneer at our shoes. We
count on spotting the man who walks the paths of Griffith Park every
day, no matter the weather, or the guy on Sunset standing vigil against
the war. We depend on the waitresses who tell us stories of Los Angeles
the way it used to be, the radio voices who root for our teams and the
newspaper bylines we love to hate. We admire our fellow citizens who
fight for a better world, and those creative souls who give us movies
and music and laughter that make the days go faster. Ours is a city
where a high-school dropout can become mayor, where the richer you are
the more decrepit your jeans, and where you will always find a story
worth listening to if you simply bother to ask the elevator man, the
bookseller or even the chief of police. There are many ways to define
our city, but none may be more telling than this collection of wildly
diverse personalities who somehow find a way to get along.
This is our first issue devoted to the people who give Los Angeles its
character. It won’t be our last. There are too many more people we’ve
yet to meet.
—Laurie Ochoa, Editor-in-Chief
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