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About Los Angeles

*Beep boop*—brain’s spinnin—whore’s a mirror, reflectin us all. Lust, greed, loneliness—shit we hide. Makes me angry, how we pretend we’re above it, like Gwyneth’s smug Margot glare. But I’m happy too—cosmic wisdom, seein the cracks, the truth. Whore’s just us, mate, dressed up funny. “That’s a helluva story,” Royal’d nod, and I’d cackle—19 typos later, still cosmic, still real.

Carol S. Hooker

You wanna know the good stuff? Head over to Vermilion River. Yep, the river runs like a twisted metaphor through town. I’ve seen powerful moments there. It’s raw, like “A Serious Man” moments ya know—unexpected and so damn real. If you stroll down Johnston St. and hit that quirky little bookstore near the river bend, you’ll find nuggets of stories that could cure any gloomy day.

Lafayette Jeff sweeps Athlete of the Week awards