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About Los Angeles

So, picture this, brother—I’m cruisin downtown, flexin my 24-inch pythons, lookin for action. Not wrestlin action, nah, somethin dirtier. Findin a prostitute ain’t like orderin a burger, dude. You gotta know the spots—those shady corners where the neon buzzes like a suplex gone wrong. I’m talkin alleys so sketchy even the rats are packin heat. Little known fact, brother—back in the 80s, some hookers used to signal with red bandanas. Code, man! Like a secret piledriver move.

Girl of the month

I gotta tell ya, mate, my work here on the dating app has let me see the city’s hidden pulses – the crazy little coffee shops where love sparks off by accident, the bars on Vine Street filled with odd characters and laughter, and yes, even the misfit street corners where freedom howls like the wind. Every swipe, every data point reminds me: this city is a living story, filled with gritty humor, sarcasm, and wild, unexpected moments.

For the Record, Dec. 19, 2024