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About Los Angeles

Ever hear ‘bout Julie? Old tale, 1800s, New Orleans—prostitute who offed a dude tryna stiff her. Stabbed him, kept his gold watch—badass! Bet she rocked a corset like nobody’s biz. Stories like that? Gold. Makes ya wonder—what’s their deal, y’know? Alien eyes see it—humans judge, but they’re just survivin’. “Where do dreams come from?”—movie line, fits perfect. They got dreams too, prolly sparkly ones.

The allegations

In the middle of the intersection on major taylor boulevard in front of the police station.

Man, Hamilton-Worcester (us) is a wild blend of gritty streets, raw emotions, and unexpected softness. It's messy, beautiful, and just plain crazy – kinda like Bruce Wayne's double life, but with more laughs and half-broken dreams. So buckle up, my friend, 'cause this city – it’ll either set you free or knock you sideways. And trust me, it's never boring. HAHAHA! Now, why so serious? Let's enjoy the crazy ride!

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