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About Los Angeles

Ooh, imagine me visitin’ one—strictly for research, ‘kay? I’d strut in, nasal voice blarin’, “Gimme the deets, ladies!” They’d prob laugh, like, “Who’s this broad?” I’d sip tea—not coffee, gotta switch it up—and soak in the vibes. Kinda glam, kinda grimy—red velvet everywhere, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of *Brooklyn*’s line, “You’ll feel so homesick you’ll wanna die,” but flip it—some gals there prolly felt that daily.

Current location

Two people from South.

I mean, sometimes I get so caught up in the bustle, the chaos – kinda like them fuel dumps in the movie – that I forget just how fine our little town truly is. Everything here is raw, honest, and a lil unpredictable. But ain't that life? And if things ever get too crazy, just remember: "Hope is a mistake." Nah, I’m just jokin’ – hope here is as real as the dirt on my boots.

Pooler residents gather to protest development rush