L.A. Affairs

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I thought it was love at first serve. I was wrong Illustration by Holly Farndell / For the Times for Kelly Schwartz essay

L.A. Affairs: Oh, how my body wanted my pickleball partner! Then he opened his big mouth

I noticed everything about him: his shoe size, muscular calves, graying temples, intelligent face. But would our time on the court ruin the possibility of a future together?

Illustration of a woman walking into a sunny scene of L.A. in one half of a broken heart, with New York in the other half.

L.A. Affairs: Men who don’t understand L.A. won’t understand me. What’s a city girl to do?

Illustration of two women on a couch, sharing a tender moment under a blanket with freeway design.

L.A. Affairs: Nothing scared me more than intimacy — except L.A. freeways. But I had to face them both

Two people meet on sunset boulevard

L.A. Affairs: I was over dating in L.A. Then a charming co-worker came along

L.A. Affairs: I didn’t know how to love. Then I came eye to eye with a majestic gray whale

L.A. Affairs: I was a suburban lacrosse mom. I was ready to detonate my life and have a Hollywood affair

L.A. Affairs: I could no longer play it cool. I was madly in love with my roommate

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