but even Hollywood is just built on the side of a hill, set apart, giving it a vantage point to look down on real life

The city of angels, a sprawling modern metropolis, where roads have replaced sidewalks and cars have replaced shoes. A city of countless souls, and of countless more, that come there every year in search of something. An urban center, turning out culture at a rapid rate, supplying the world with it’s own image, whether people like it or not. An epicenter so much on the map that it might as well created the map. But still a city where the center is elusive.

In a city that has built and filmed probably most of the city centers of the world, it’s a bit hard to pin-point the definitive center of Los Angeles. Sure, there’s some skyscrapers, but they just seem built as a symbolic effort to keep up in man’s race to the heavens. You’ve got Hollywood, which would proudly claim to be the center of everything, but even Hollywood is just built on the side of a hill, set apart, giving it a vantage point to look down on real life, for the inspiration for it’s next hit. But that’s not where the center is at. You got the beaches, with Venice and Santa Monica, where all the people seem to be at. But you wouldn’t call that the center either.

Maybe theoretical physics could help a bit concerning this matter. If you were to take an infinite plane and look at each point individually, you would find that every point in this infinite plane would mathematically be at the center. Maybe this explains why it seems that a lot of folks in LA think they are the center of their own universe.