L.A. Affairs: What am I doing here, I thought — until spotting a shirtless dude by the pool
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My first spot in L.A. looked like a scene from "Melrose Place." Two stories, old motel style, courtyard in the middle. A wedge of sun-kissed paradise. As I unloaded stuff from my newly acquired Toyota pickup (a parting gift from an ex-boyfriend), I wondered just how I’d fit in here, this place called Studio City, where the streets are wide and everyone’s hair is the color of spun gold. With my black outfit, chunky shoes and the veneer of New York still on me, I thought, "What the hell am I doing...

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