Urban outfitter

Lest you think this was a drive-by shooting, here he is frontally (first shot): somehow though there's more flavor from the back and I like the delicacy of his hands, though he has great style.
Back from 3 days on the west coast and a high school reunion. Family as always is intense and slightly unsettling (and responsibility-ridden), the high school reunion reminded me of the strange odyssey my Chinese parents made. From Buffalo NY (the western end of the Erie Canal, the first American city to have widespread electric lighting, a very happening city in the first half of the 20th century, and where Bell Aerospace built elements of the Mercury, Gemini, Apollo, and Minuteman NASA projects) to a well-off and wholly white Republican suburb of Los Angeles (after experiencing housing discrimination, my parents secured a foothold mainly because there was tract housing that was having trouble being sold). Where surfing, cheerleading, and being blonde were really big: talk about cultural dissonance. But Los Angeles has had its own odyssey as well, from a provincial place (even though Bertolt Brecht, Thomas Mann, and Arnold Schoenberg took refuge there) of dreams (Hollywood) and aerospace to a much more immigrant-influenced (Mexican, Asian, Iranian, etc.) and cosmopolitan place, even if the LA Times is lousy.
The nice thing is, like New York, it's a great place to visit but I wouldn't want to live there.
Although now we're starting to wonder about living here, as an apparent pedophile from California was shot and killed this afternoon 2 blocks from our place, after he wounded 3 law enforcement officials trying to apprehend him.