Day 3: Hermosa beach...a signpost saying "Keep the beach clean", factories along the shore..American flags reminding visitors with short memories every 5 meters which nation you are in; a woman tripping on the sidewalk and her boyfriend, wanting to express his loyalty towards her (=hoping to receive a reward in the form of vaginal entry later on), verbally and physically attacking this piece of infrastructure. Well, of course it had definitely nothing to do with the woman's clumsiness.
At nighttime: finally being really disappointed: no big boobs spotted so far...a college bar where men usually only want two things: getting laid, or, if this is not possible, getting in a fight while taking off their shirts and flexing their muscles. the hours spent at the gym with clenched teeth and drenched sweaty towels must be good for something...