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About Los Angeles

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, thinkin’—whores got stories. Like that one chick, Phryne, ancient Greece. Stripped naked in court—won her case! Judge was like, “Damn, she fine.” True story, look it up. Reminds me of Llewyn—barely scrapin’ by, but raw. “I don’t see much money here,” he’d say. Whores prolly say that too—clients cheap as hell.

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Winnie was sold to the San Antonio whore house as a slave, but she quickly becomes family to Kate and Jane. Winnie spends her free time reading.

Main St. is wild, full of small but rad cafes and bars. I stroll down Canal St. sometimes—so many stories, ya know? The streets, they got character. I luv how every block tells a tale, like each brick holds a memory. And geez, when I hit the local park, Riverside Grove, my heart beats faster. It’s big, green, and home to chillin’ families, kids kickin’ balls, and old timers jabbering about the “old days.”

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