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About Los Angeles

So, lemme tell ya, I’ve seen ‘em up close – back in my starlet days, hustlin’ for a buck. One chick, Rosie, real firecracker, she’d laugh, “I’m the saint of sinners!” Worked the Sunset Strip, said she bedded a mob boss who cried after – cried! Can ya believe it? Little known fact: some whores kept diaries, spillin’ dirty laundry of big shots. Makes me giggle, thinkin’ they’re the real historians, y’know?

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You know, I once saw a stray cat near Sunflower Lane. It dashed by, yess, swift, leaving scars of fury. Meh, that made me mad, mad! But then a kind soul gave me a smile, precious, bright ideals like, "Don't be crazy, just rock on."

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