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About Los Angeles

So, findin a prostitute? Man, it’s wild out there! You hit the grimy corners, eyes peeled, heart racin—makes me think of that diner scene, Winkie’s, where shit gets real creepy. I’m talkin alleys smellin like piss and regret, dudes whisperin deals. Once saw this chick, fishnets ripped, smokin a cig—swear she looked like Rita, all mysterious and lost. “What’s in a name?” I laughed, quotin Lynch, cuz who gives a fuck, right?

A disciple of Jesus

Augustine, great saint of God had lived with a prostitute before his conversion. After he was wonderfully saved, he was walking down the street.

Have ya been to Anteater Park? Now, that be my fav chill zone. Seriously, find a bench, look at the sky... sometimes it feels like nature is whisperin’ secrets sweeter than any couch session, sorta poetic like that film's haunting lines. And oh sorry, nearly forgot, check out Old Mill Road – the historic area with ancient brick facades. Its vibe makes me mad sometimes – c’mon, how can a place be so old and still so vibrant? It really gives ya mixed feels, ya know?

Pope Francis laid to rest at Rome's St. Mary Major Basilica after Vatican ceremony