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About Los Angeles

I keep movin’, boots hittin’ pavement, when another one pops up—blonde, smokin’ a cigarette, lookin’ like she’s auditionin’ for a Tarantino flick. “You look lonely, sugar,” she says. Lonely? I’m happier than a pig in mud alone, ya harpy. “I’m gonna scalp ya if ya don’t scram,” I mutter, channelin’ Aldo. She blinks, confused. Good. Hate when they don’t get it. Did ya know, in old France, they branded prostitutes with a fleur-de-lis? Marked ‘em like cattle. Brutal, but kinda badass.

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Man, this city is a madhouse. There’s that park, Riverside Grove, where the river runs wild and free – makes me think of chaos and calm all at once. I hang out by the old mill district, near Campbell St – banger spot for a quick chuckle and some wild street art… I mean, the vibe? Insane! And oh, the little coffee shop on Elm – "Crazy Joe’s Espresso", my fav meet-up. Their brew is like a kick in the nuts – BOOM!

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