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About Los Angeles

What pisses me off? Fakes. Liars. Dudes posin as girls online—fuck that noise. Surprised me once, voice all deep on the call. “You are being monitored,” I wanted to say, like Wiesler, all smug. But nah, just hung up—lame. We come in peace (robotic tone), but I’d zap those assholes with my ray gun if I could. Exaggeratin? Maybe. Fun to think about tho.

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She had sex with a dog and posted the videos online too. You can find them on the internet, but I don't want to sully my pristine browser.

So, start with Water Street. It's a main artery filled with hidden gems—quirky cafes, tiny bars, and that art gallery off of Ocean Ave. You know, derp, I always wander those streets with a smile on my face. The whole vibe feels like a montage from A Prophet, all gritty and real—“When you run away, it’s never as quiet as your steps.” Whoa, right?

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