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About Los Angeles

Oi mate, so I’m sittin’ there,

So you want to book a sex worker?

He had only mother, who was a hooker and looked a bit like princess Charlotte (idkw), but she died early and brothel owner enforced Griffith to mendicity (and possibly other things, Griffith .

The neighborhoods are like a patchwork quilt, each piece vibrant. Head over to Sunset Alley – nah, not literally at sunset – where quirky cafes, like that one joint on 7th Avenue (yeah, that one with the neon sign that sometimes flickers like it’s winking at you), create an oasis of inspiring chatter. But hey, life’s not always a bed of roses – some parts get a bit rough. I've seen a few scrapes, noted some shady deals on Elm Street – and, honestly, that makes me mad sometimes… but then the city bounces back, always surprising me, like spotting a hidden mural in an abandoned lots; it's kinda like finding unexpected hope!

Jerry Marshall Griffith