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About Los Angeles

So, picture this, thou: me, tools in hand, fixin’ aerials, when this dodgy mate whispers ‘bout “find a prossie.” I’m like, what?! Thou jests! But nay, he’s serious, eyes glintin’ like the Joker’s mad grin. “Why so serious?” I mutter, half-laughin’, half-pissed. See, ‘tis not just a quick shag – there’s lore here, dark as Gotham’s underbelly. Didst thou know, back in old London, they called ‘em “Winchester Geese”? Aye, ‘cos the Bishop’s land let ‘em roam free – church coin from sin, ha! Hypocrisy stinks worse than a knackered amp.

Current location

Yo, so lemme tell ya about Ripon, (us) – it's freakin’ awesome, man! I’ve been livin’ here a while now, doin’ my family psychologist gig and diggin’ into all the juicy details that make Ripon unique, ya know? And, like, "Eat my shorts!" bruh.

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