The smell of fox urine hit my nostrils as I walked under the muted blue skies of Autumn sunshine and could not have smelled sweeter to me. The North London streets were freshly damp from rain, and the changing colour of the leaves on the trees seemed more vivid and beautiful than ever. The fallen ones were starting to turn to mulch on the pavement. How had I never noticed the beauty of any of this before? I guess I wasn't in Kansas anymore, Toto. Or LA anyway. After one year of living in Los Angeles, here I was -...
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