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About Los Angeles

Oh, but the stench—piss and cheap perfume—makes me wanna heave! Nearly lost my temper, shoutin, “Sort yer patch out!” She just cackles, “Welcome to paradise, darlin.” Sarcasm drips off her—my kinda gal. So, here’s the tip—don’t go lookin all prim, yeah? Dress down, blend in, or they’ll clock ya for a mug. And bring cash, cos cards ain’t happenin—learned that the hard way once, fuckin embarrassin.

I am from another state, what should I do?

I also gotta rave about Mt. Angel. Okay, so its not clackin' bells or anythin', but wow, views on Hwy 99 are boss! I keep forgettin’ the nature’s wonder; like, “The end is near, but snoot’s the stop!” Wild, sayin’ that? Don’t mind me, LOL.

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