Downtown LA is glass towers, historic theaters, and lunch lines that stretch across plazas. Broadway's old marquees light up for concerts and film festivals; Spring and Main mix lofts, galleries, and bars tucked behind anonymous doors. Grand Central Market serves breakfast burritos at 8 a.m.
and birria at midnight; Little Tokyo feeds ramen cravings and sells ceramics around the corner. The skyline looks polished from a distance but still has alleys with loading docks and murals. On weekdays, suits and courthouse crowds fill the sidewalks; on weekends, rooftops and speakeasies take over.
Angels Flight climbs Bunker Hill for seconds, the Broad hosts queues of museumgoers, and Union Station sends trains toward the desert and the beach. DTLA is LA in shorthand: ambition, reinvention, and constant construction.