This is a real life story about Los Angeles, California that happened to me a week ago.
Flew into Burbank, CA (Hollywood) on a flight that was absolutely great with nice people and nice people at the airport, great flight and awesome airport very relaxed and nice.
Went out front to get a Taxi to LAX, weather was overcast but not polluted and a nice temperature. A nice part latino maybe guy gets me in a van.
(let me just tell you there is no transit from Burbank to LAX as you might think so you are FORCED to take a high priced Taxi and the drive is over an hour and worse in traffic)
So I want to stop at 7-11 to get some snacks.. about a half mile south of the airport...
and this is where it all starts to go wrong... and I can FEEL IT in the air...
The taxi guy seems very nervous to go to this 7-11... I get out and I go in... I'm the only one in there... everything is 300% more expensive than it should be... I look at the clerk an Indian lady she seems terrified and is looking outside constantly... I decide to get 2 stupid hot dogs as they are the only thing not 3 times the price... as I am checking out I see some of the local "residents" outside... you guessed it gangs of niggers (bloods / crips)... okay it all makes sense now...
Get back in the Van, phew did not get robbed in parking lot.
As my flight does not leave for 5 hours I ask the Taxi driver to take me to Santa Monica, as it is on the way to LAX and I want to watch the Sunset on the Beach. Note I have never been to Santa Monica ever before. So he drops me off at Santa Monica BLVD and Hwy 1... I am trying to pay and his credit card machine keeps declining me... and now I think he is scamming.. turns out he is because he uses a credit card processor based in New York which automatically gets declined by my west coast bank... anyway I am forced to give him 2 $50 bills because the ride is $89 plus tip. Total rip off but whatever.. before he leaves after he checks the bills for 3 minutes, he tells me don't stay out here by the beach after dark... turns out he is of course totally right...
I watch a beautiful sunset, with pretty exercising ladies around.. great right... but not great because 20 minutes later it starts to get dark... only slightly... and all traces of humans disappear immediately as if magic. And guess what they are replaced with. TONS of homeless drug addict NIGGERS all looking at me wanting to steal my luggage especially my computer bag. I see them all eyeing me prentending they aren't while inching closer to me and following me at every opportunity. Since I am one who knows niggers I turn down Santa Monica BLVD knowing they will not follow.
What happens next is perhaps the weirdest shit I have ever experienced in my entire life. I go halfway down the street into a "Gentrified" neighborhood with all high class whites paying expensive prices to dine or drink or take their dates. Right whatever. white people are gonna date nothing strange about that.
What is strange however is that on the corner of Santa Monica BLVD and Hwy 1 (the beach) there are huge packs of niggers just hanging out there in packs of 16 or more on both corners. They won't come down the BLVD and just stay on the corner for over 2 hours in their wife beater tank top obvious gang members, harassing all women coming by. There are police EVERYWHERE. Driving by all the time but never doing anything. In addition to this many police are driving by at seriously 130 mph. Just blasting past these nigger gangs.
So all the while these whites are just acting like there is nothing unusual or threatening about this. They continue to go into their restaurants where obviously niggers are not allowed with cops blasting past at 130 mph every 30 seconds.
Let me also clarify here these nigger gangs are literally 50-100 feet from these restaurants...or less...
A mentally ill old black bum who is yelling at himself(?) follows me from my Uber pickup spot where the moron did not arrive and spits water (that was in his mouth) all over white restaurant patrons... and they all pretend like IT DID NOT HAPPEN AT ALL. When I get back to my Restaurant sanctuary I say to this old nigger following "you gonna do something old man?", I am real pissed off, of course he does not, tries to spit the last of his water at me but there is no water left in his baboon mouth

So there is my story of Santa Monica. The police continued to blast by and the whites continued to ignore the nigger menace for next 3 hours. A really nice and not messed up place don't you think?