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About Los Angeles

Yo, how you doin’? Me, Joey Tribbiani, the Gardener now, huh? Talkin’ ‘bout escort – not the car, nah, the spicy stuff! Y’know, like in “Far From Heaven,” where everything’s all pretty and perfect ‘til it ain’t. Escorts, man, they’re like that – shiny outside, messy inside. I’m thinkin’, whoa, these folks got stories, right? Like Cathy in the movie, smilin’ while her world’s fallin’ apart.

The M.S. Rau Difference

Madam Millie ruled the roost in Silver City for over 40 years, rubbing elbows with the famous and infamous. Her last brothel closed in

I gotta be real here – life is messy. My spa, a haven of calm in a frenzy of daily madness, has seen it all. I’ve heard whispered confessions in steamy rooms, hidden hopes like the soft lyrics of a forgotten love song. Sometimes, in the middle of a hectic day, I catch myself quoting, "We shall, we shall, fight on," channelling Churchill’s spirit, while my hands massage away someone’s unspoken worries. It humbles and maddens me, this intimate dance of souls.

Deming Chen's 'Always' Wins Main Prize at CPH:DOX