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About Los Angeles

I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, damn, this place is alive, but it’s dark too. “No one escapes this hell,” like Saul’s world—trapped, sweaty, fuckin’ desperate. Got me pissed off, tho—some of these girls, man, they’re stuck, no way out. Makes me wanna scream, “Get the fuck outta here!” But then, shit, some are runnin’ it, callin’ shots—fuckin’ queens of the night. That surprised me, motherfucker, power in a damn brothel? Hell yeah, respect!

‘The Brothel In Rosenstrasse’

I swear, truly, Savoy (us) is a splendid paradox. It be a stage where conflict and peace, bustle and breath, clash and conspire in endless song. Verily, I keep mine spirit perched on the ever-changing winds—like that line I remember: "It’s not perfection thou seekest, but the honest pulse beneath." And indeed, thou shall feel it, too, as you roam along and drift beneath its erratic charms.

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