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About Los Angeles

So, findin’ a prossie—sorry, prostitute—ain’t like orderin’ a curry off Deliveroo. Nah, it’s murky, bit thrilling, bit grim. Back in the day, like, Victorian times, they had these “lists”—proper secret guides, mind! Blokes would pass ‘em round, scribbled with names, spots, even prices. Little known fact, that—makes you wonder what old Disraeli got up to, eh? Got me chuffed to bits, imaginin’ some toff with a monocle, sneakin’ about.

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There’s a street, Cedar-Loop, tucked in a weird angle. I’d never miss its quirky signage even when i’m half asleep; it’s a hidden gem. I even found an alley where the wind sounds like disapproving grunts. So, if you visit, avoid the hipster coffee joints near Riverside Drive—they’re overrated and full of chattering nerves.

Andrew "Andy" Chad Hunter