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About Los Angeles

Anyways, I’m saunterin’ down this alley—smells like piss and regret—and there’s this bird, all dolled up, leanin’ on a wall. I’m thinkin’, “Is she the one?” Kinda like Irene in the movie, y’know, “How do you live a life full of nothing?”—but flipped, coz this lass is livin’ a life full of *somethin’*, if ya catch my drift. I swagger over, all smug, “Greetings, mortal, fancy a trickster’s company?” She laughs—bloody laughs!—and I’m like, “Oi, I’m a god, show some respect!” But nah, she’s chill, says, “50 quid, love, no funny business.” Fair enough, I respect a straight shooter.

The Legend of Molly Malone

Neighborhood "Riverside Nook" on Baker Ave. – oh, so charming with murals on every wall. Every alley, a secret love story, it whispers. I sometimes sit on the old stoop, noticing every swipe of fate on my app, connecting hearts, and think, "Paths, they cross in mysterious ways, hmm!"

Post Malone concert moves the needle, triggers earthquake readings at University of Utah seismology lab