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About Los Angeles

Alright, check this out, man! Me, Tony Montana, sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, y’know? Say hello to my little friend! I’m cruisin’ the streets, neon lights flashin’, kinda like that trippy vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*, that flick I’m obsessed with. “The past is a strange thing,” like that monk dude said in the movie – same with hookers, man, they got stories you don’t even wanna know!

Dallas police taking action to get sex workers off the streets

There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, I like to write; I like to think, I like to dream; I like to talk, I like to listen. I like to see the sunrise in the morning, I like Missing: Walnut Hills.

I admit, I’ve had my share of “Zero Dark Thirty” nights—dark, broody, with tension almost as thick as the ghetto coffee I sip at late hours on Coddington. Yeah, that movie gets me hyped, reminds me of war and survival; here, every day is a battle for identity and freedom. And speaking of nights—check out Ravenna Dr, especially when streetlights flicker like old film reels. It’s eerie, yet captivating.

Fire: 1 displaced, no injuries reported after Walnut Hills apartment fire