Rebuttle to first post

And I'm not some elite "L.A." snob who puts her nose in the air and says, "Nobody's from L.A. anymore," because it gives me some sort of legitimacy. And nobody's really from L.A. We're all fake handbags, bad knock-offs. And it's just a bunch of swampland anyhow. The true natives have been raided out and lost and buried elsewhere- and if the true locals did come back, they'd be confused. Where did all our swamps go?
It's been replaced with Coffee Beans and parking lots.
And these new people, who call themselves natives, who twitch with caffeine and scratch at their elbows? Who were born on this land, first generation- maybe second, in a hospital. And not even born on this land! Elevated on the sixth or seventh floor, far away from the land, in a building made out of dry wall and fluorescent light fixtures.
That's my response to my first post. You pretentious fuck, you.