It’s once again the hazy days of winter. While other cities contemplate their buildings clearly, through the web of naked tree branches, standing in the crisp clear air, Los Angeles sees only the corner mall through the brownish haze of coastal fog. What is it that they see? All the elements and building blocks of the postmodern playpen, reassembled for corner shopping malls, colored in every number on the Prismacolor chart and all tumbling around the same basic set of plans: one or two stories, garage on grade or under, the curving walls, the triangular pediments and the bright red cubes are the same from Studio City to Alhambra.