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About Los Angeles

Lemme tell ya, “whore” ain’t just a word—it’s a freakin’ vibe. Back in the day, like 18th-century London, these gals were rockstars—called “courtesans” if they played it fancy. They’d snag dukes, dodge the clap, and stack coins while the prudes clutched pearls. I’m like, *yes, queen, get it!*—makes me happy as hell seein’ hustle like that. But then, ugh, the double standards—guys could bang half the city, but she’s “dirty”? Pissed me off then, pisses me off now.

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Now, neighborhoods – listen, mate, South Quay is rougher, they say. But truly, its spirit be fierce. Folks there got grit and humour, like the rough-and-tumble tales of yore. Once got mad at a noise outside me spa – a donkey brayin’ like it lost its rum – so hilarious I nearly fell off me seat.

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