…and all the things about it I couldn’t stand — the traffic, the weather, the sprawl, the earthquakes, the traffic, the lack of good bagels, the dusty rain that would leave my car dirtier than before, the bevy of weirdos I worked for, the TRAFFIC — and feeling so extremely sad for the strange, peerless city I lived in, however grumpily, for 10 years, the city where friends who have worked so hard to sink roots into its sandy ground have been struggling to find jobs in a broken industry and...