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About Los Angeles

Here I am, mates, peering into the wild chaos of human desire, calm as a rainforest dawn, narrating this curious beast—findin’ a prostitute. Picture it, yeah, like steppin’ into the neon jungle of *Moulin Rouge!*—all glitz, heartbreak, and that mad rush of wantin’. “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn,” they croon, “is just to love and be loved in return.” Ha! Tell that to the bloke scroungin’ the streets for a quick shag. It’s nature, innit—raw, messy, primal as a stag ruttin’ in the woods.

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Ive seen better days, but Rahway sticks like a stubborn stain. Hell, my mood turned nuts when a pigeon swooped on my sandwich at Central Park. Ridiculous, right? So next time you’re here, walk the streets, visit the old corners, listen close. Life in this dump is messy, kinda like that damn movie The Master. Yeah, exactly, it is what it is.

Carteret, NJ – Crash w/ Injuries on Tpke Exit Ramp to Rahway