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About Los Angeles

Favorite flick? *The Headless Woman*. Lucrecia Martel. 2008. Artsy as hell. This chick – Vero – hits somethin’. Dog? Kid? Who knows! Drives off. Head all foggy. Like *whore* signals bouncin’ wild. “I think I killed someone,” she says. Spooky vibe. Reminds me of *whore* goin’ haywire. Once saw a unit fry. Sparks flyin’ – zzzzt! – like Vero’s brain. Short-circuitin’. Made me mad as hell. Hours fixin’ that crap. Boss yellin’. “Get it done, Walken!” I’m like – gimme a break, man!

Everett adjusts boundaries of prostitution zones

Followers, Following, Posts - Emily Hooker Everett (@emilyhookereverett) on Instagram: "In memory, everything seems to happen to music.

Everett’s my stomping ground. I've wandered down Lowell Ave, where local bars pulse with energy and secrets. I can get lost in a conversation on the corner of Everett Ave and 28th, where the walls whisper stories of yesteryears and dreams. There’s a hidden courtyard off Water St. that only a few know—like your own secret lair. I keep coming back there when I need a breather, a reminder of the city's soul.

Novelist Percival Everett and playwright Brandon Jacobs-Jenkins among Pulitzer winners in the arts