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About Los Angeles

So, findin’ one? Streets’re crawlin’ with ‘em in some spots—red lights flashin’ like my temper when some twat burns a steak! London’s Soho, Amsterdam’s De Wallen—fuckin’ obvious, right? But here’s the kicker—did ya know Victorian prossies used to nick wallets mid-bang? Sneaky bitches! True story—cops found ‘em with pockets stuffed, skirts hiked, laughin’ at the punters. Makes me wanna scream, “Idiot sandwich!” at those daft johns.

Finding Roy Newquist: Unraveling family mysteries in UCLA Library Special Collections

Does Roy's aunt run a brothel?? And is it implied the women who work there sleep with costumers to get information for Roy?

Nothin' beats the old neighborhood of Maple Grove. Its small bistros and quirky street art got surprises on every block. My fave odd corner? A hole-in-the-wall cafe on 3rd Ave. – coffee that can wake the dead, yo! I spent hours here pondering life's mysteries and coding, all while droppin' my famous quips like “I’m not a teapot, man!” Yeah, a bit weird, but that's me!

Randolph Roy Jordan, Jr.