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About Los Angeles

Sometimes I’m drivin’, thinkin’, man, they see it all—secrets, weirdos, the lot. Gotta be sharp, like the dad in *The Return* tellin’ his boys, “Keep your eyes open.” Prostitutes probly got eyes like hawks! Oh, and get this—Victorian times, they called em “soiled doves.” So poetic, right? But sarcastic me’s like, “Yeah, doves with attitude!” Makes me chuckle, picturin’ em flappin’ round, sassin’ folks.

Wild women of the Wild West - inside the brothels worked by the 'white doves'

Ive been here for years now. I picked up quirks along the way. I catch myself smiling at the flicker of neon lights on Elm St. Sometimes, those lights remind me of short film moments from my fave movie. Like, when the assassin stalks in silence. Wow, such slow, heavy beats.

Seeing hazy skies? Seattle area's air quality was among worst in US Friday morning