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About Los Angeles

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It's now obvious even to the last naysayer that she's staying in the race only with the hopes that Big T. gets murdered by the Deep State, or thrown in the Florence Supermax. She is the Deep .

Now, an’ how can I forget West End? It's a little boho part, full of murals an art on cracked sidewalks. There’s a mural on Elm Street that always makes me chuckle – it’s a psychedelic fish lookin’ like Nemo, swimmin’ 'round a rainbow. Oh, so precious! Some folks say it’s luck, others say it’s just silly paint, but me? I sees hope. Hope floats, like that lil fish an' marlins of chatters in our souls.

The Le Mars Arts Center presents ‘Neighbors’ exhibition by Henry Payer