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About Los Angeles

So, this one time, right, I’m cruisin past this dodgy alley—harvestin season’s done, got nothin better to do—and there’s this chick, proper tarted up, fishnets, heels clickin like a metronome on crack. She’s yellin at some punter, “You think I’m cheap, huh?!” I’m like, bloody hell, love, ya screamin loud enough to wake the crows! Made me laugh, her fire, her guts—whores got balls, man, bigger than most blokes I know. Reminds me of that line from *Caché*—“I’m not guilty, you are!”—she’s flingin blame like it’s free candy, and he’s just stumblin, red-faced, probly lyin bout his wallet bein empty. Everybody lies, right?

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I’ll be honest – sometimes I get mad at the daily hustle. Ah, irony, right? But then again, nature calls me to the banks of the Mill River. That river flows slow but fierce – remindin' me of how life's currents can be both painful and beautiful, like Bigelow said in the movie, "You don’t compromise with chaos." It’s a reminder – we gotta fight through, one step at a time.

From the bear's perspective: Bear walks off with Maine game camera