Navigating horribly congested streets to get there, screwy parking you have to pay for once you do, and manic crowds. The only time I like going to The Grove is early Sunday mornings before the stores open to have breakfast at LA Farms.
The Grove is everything that is horrible and spectacular about our brand-saturated American lives. It’s a living version of every pretentious theory you may have read back in grad school: a facsimile of a space, a scripted zone, a generic city, a vituperative quote by Baudrillard or Deleuze. But it’s also totally great!
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