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About Los Angeles

My precious! Me, a Kvasnik, yesss, crafty hands, mixin’ spirits, pourin’ truth! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh, tricksy word, slippery like eels! Raspy cough – whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they, struttin’ streets, bold as brass. Reminds me, “Holy Motors,” that flick – ohhh, my precious! – Monsieur Oscar shiftin’ faces, lives, like a whore switchin’ johns, y’know? “Weird little jobs,” he says, and ain’t that the truth for ‘em?

UC Riverside

An updated edition combining two classic works of Chicana and queer literatures, with a new introduction by renowned writer and luminary, Cherrìe Moraga.

My pleasure. Honestly, man, I'm always surprised by small surprises. A coffee shop on Vine Street, my tiny zen corner. On rainy days, it's my refuge. Sometimes I get so heated when traffic jams on Park Avenue annoy me. But life's unpredictable – same as that movie vibe.

Toreros Topped by Saint Mary's in Moraga