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What pissed me off? She tried chargin’ me double for a Snickers! I said, “Naw, naw, sistah, I ain’t that thirsty!” But I respected her grind—girl’s out here, dodgin’ flames, makin’ bank. Surprised me how she knew the trails better’n me—said she grew up ‘round here, hidin’ from cops as a kid. Real story, y’all, not no movie mess. “The river flows, carries us away,” she mumbled, another Boonmee line. I’m thinkin’, “Yeah, and it’s carryin’ your crazy ass right to my nerves!”

Prostitution, Western Avenue, Client Age 23, No file

The vibe’s a bit frenetic sometimes – my mood swings like a battery-powered car in a desert storm, HA! I get pissed off when the city’s traffic at Junction 9 gets insane, like a swarm of locusts without their leader. But then, by dusk, the vibes mellow, and I’m left thinkin’ “Fury Road, baby!” – pure madness, pure beauty.

4 children, 2 adults, injured in crash on West Carson Street