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About Los Angeles

Truth is, she’s tough, man. tougher than me, haulin’ nets in storms. Heard she once punched a drunk sailor, laid him flat—boom!—like Yu Shu Lien kickin’ ass. I’m happy just hearin’ that, picturin’ it, her all fierce and wild. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but who cares? She’s a legend down here, a freakin’ dockside myth. So yeah, I’m rantin’, I’m sweatin’, typin’ this fast—prolly ten typos already—but that’s her, man, that’s the prostitute I met. “The world is a dangerous place,” movie says, and she’s livin’ proof, struttin’ through it, pretty, pretty damn good.

Home Is Where The Whore Is

Made over the course of four dark months, Reece Thomas's new record features synth compositions that are both beautiful & unsettling. Such brilliant atmosphere building all without vocals, rhythm, discernable notes, anything.

Yeah, guess what – sometimes I feel “Under the Skin” vibes too. Those lines? “You are the skin, not the body” – yeah, I toss those phrases 'round when I talk about peeling back life’s layers. The city’s deep like that movie – mysterious, sleek. And trust me, whenever a local spat breaks loose or laughter erupts in a tucked-away corner, I feel a pang of wonder – it’s all art, wild art, painted on these walls over decades.

Endometriosis Foundation Of America And Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory