I was at the LA Metro Rail Willowbrook/Rosa Parks station today waiting for the Green Line to Redondo Beach. The north side of the platform looks toward the downtown skyline with the Hollywood Hills in the background.
A guy standing near me asked, “Is that Las Vegas?”
I said, “Yes, sir, that is Las Vegas.”
He looked at me steadily, nodding his head slowly.
I couldn’t take it, so I said, “No, I’m kidding. That’s downtown Los Angeles.”
He half-smiled but kept nodding his head.
Now that I dug the hole, I tried: “LA and Vegas are similar — a lot of hopeful people gambling on a big score, but will probably crap out.”
It was all I could think to say. He continued nodding, lost in thought.