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About Los Angeles

So, I hit up Newark, shady spots, y’know? Where the lights flicker like they’re drunk. This chick, she’s standin’ there, leanin’ on a pole, skirt shorter than my patience. I roll up, window down, “Hey, sweetheart, you workin’?” She’s like, “Maybe, whatchu got?” I’m thinkin’, “I don’t even know anymore,” like Bill Murray mumblin’ to Scarlett Johansson. That line, “The more you know who you are,” yeah, it’s spinnin’ in my head, but I’m too horny to care.

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There is a third in the north region on the map. It is alas o no entry. There's one in South LS close to the Davis police station. But the map we don't deserve. You needed a map, pathetic. You Missing: Galion.

I might have wandered to some sketchy spots – yeah, mistakes, too many, but those missteps forged the raw, visceral connection I now have with Galion. Sorry, I'm rambling – but each street corner and smudged doorway tells a tale.

Obituary for Christopher Carl Wildenthaler