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About Los Angeles

Here’s a kicker – water’s got memory, some nutters reckon. Bollocks or not, I dunno, but I’d love to ram a spoon up their arse and ask! Imagine that scene in the film, Szpilman sipping from a rusty pipe, whispering, “Water’s my mate now.” Pure genius. Oh, and it boils at 100C – basic, but you probly forgot, ya dimwit! Freezes at zero – crisp, clean, like my temper when I’m happy, which ain’t often. Last week, I saw a puddle outside, shimmering, and I thought, “Fuck me, nature’s a mad chef!” Got me grinning like a prat.

Paul Iwicki

whore (real whore, that venue is in the redlight district) starts to Bound Brook, NJ locked down in my friend filmed the above.

There’s a park called Victory Gardens that I frequent. It’s full of hidden corners and shady benches—oops, I meant benches, not couchs, haha! Bound-Brook’s got a river too! The Bound Brook River is flowin’ right by the industrial area. Industrial? Maybe. But that’s where the real soul of the city beats—a rugged vibe that’s totally attractive.

Green Brook Clean-Up