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About Los Angeles

Right, so listen up, you muppets! I’m Dr. Evil—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cos why not? Whores, man, they’re like the gigolos in *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*, that flick I bloody love—Spielberg’s masterpiece, 2001, yeah? Got that vibe of "flesh and blood" meets cold, hard cash. Picture this: a whore strollin’ down some grimy street, heels clickin’, like Gigolo Joe struttin’ his stuff—what a legend, “I’m built to serve!” Makes me chuckle, ‘cos whores? Same deal, mate—servin’ it up, no questions asked.

Strip Clubs in Louisiana

Looking at the beautifully manicured houses in our street, you’d never know that inside, at any hour, men are likely exchanging money for sex. But sure enough, my house shares a wall with .

Then there's the hipster neighborhood of Grungeville right off 3rd Street. It's gritty, edgy, with colorful murals and electrifying street art. Some spots even have wild little graffiti nods to Mad Max quotes—“Oh what a day!” and all that. I always say, "I live my life one insane moment at a time!"

Brownfields Reauthorization Act Passes Senate Committee