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About Los Angeles

Back in ‘09, mate of mine—total sleaze—swore by this trick. Said ya hit up truck stops, look for “lot lizards”—yep, that’s what they call ‘em! Cracked me up, but damn, it’s real. Girls knockin’ on cabs, $20 a pop. Blew my mind—grubby, desperate, but ballsy. Hated how he grinned bout it tho, like he’s some kingpin. “Gangsters don’t apologise,” movie line stuck with me—prostitutes tho, they ain’t gangsters, just caught in the grind.

Varied Legal Perspectives on Prostitution

Dozens of prostitutes for less than a hundred euros a trick, and fully within the law: that's what many brothels here have on offer, just six kilometres over the border from France, in the Missing: Sartell.

I gotta say, the vibe here isn't perfect (lol, I've seen trash under bridges and potholes that'd make ya tear up) but it's ours, confounded and proud. And sure, I've seen beauty and horror in equal measure – kinda like a scene from that flick, where time blurs between fate and chaos. The market on 3rd Street really pops on sunny days – vendors hawk everything from fresh produce to vintage vinyl records. I sometimes stop there for a cheeky taco… oh, the infamy of my love for tacos, Clarice!

Sartell Human Rights Forum To Look At Life In The Community