Rain in a city completely unprepared for rain is the best kind. Instant roadside lakes and palm branch canoes appear like magic. Roofs all over sing out with the distinct sound of cloud droplets on terracotta. Hoods up in Los Feliz and umbrellas open in Silverlake. Neon lights see their reflection for the first time and it is really special.
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