I loved living in LA in the 90s-post Koreatown riots. I was able to afford the cutest granny flat that was a 5-minute bike ride to the beach for $480. Then there was the housing crash and I was able to afford to buy a 2-bedroom condo in Long Beach for $80k. After Y2K, things took a dark turn there (this was when I was confronted on the street and called a “pink b!tch,” would regularly see drug busts in the alley behind my place, and then some cops were assassinated in their cruiser about 3 blocks from my place) and I got out in 2004. Made bank on my condo sale, moved to AZ and lost it all in the 08 crash.