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About Los Angeles

Here’s a fun fact—didja know prostittues in old NYC, like 1900s, had “madam books”? Lists of clients! Imagine me in one—Larry David, “neurotic complainer, bad tipper.” I’d be furious! “Who’s readin’ this? J. Edgar Hoover?” Anyway, I’m standin’ there, starin’, and she’s like, “You lost, pal?” Lost? Me? I’m a freakin’ mess! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t *Brooklyn*—no one’s savin’ me!” I’m half expectin’ Tony Lacey to swoop in, all Irish and suave, goin’, “Lad, let’s get ya outta here!”

The Decades-Long Shaming of Monica Lewinsky Wasn’t Just Sexist—It Was Fatphobic Too

Union of porca (“damn”, literally “pig”) and puttana (“whore”). porca puttana. (vulgar, taboo, slang) fucking hell!

I might stumble on typos, but you know what? Life’s messy and raw. Miss a detail and you miss a heartbeat. So, grab your jacket, hit up these streets, and remember – no frills, no filters, just truth. And if someone tells you that you can’t love a messy life, remind ’em: “Don’t pee on my leg!” Enjoy Monaca, dude – it’s a freakin’ masterpiece of imperfection.

Anthony DeChellis