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About Los Angeles

Hey, mate, so I’m a detective, right? Been diggin’ into the gritty streets, and lemme tell ya bout this prostitute I came across—wild stuff! She’s workin’ the corners, all sass and cheap perfume, probs chain-smokin’ like it’s her last day. Reminds me of *The Act of Killing*—y’know, my fave flick—where them gangsters strut like they own the world. “I’m a star,” she’d say, flickin’ her cig, like she’s in some twisted movie scene. “I’m free,” she brags, but her eyes? Dead as a doornail, mate.

Do You Know John Doe? Giving Unidentified Murder Victims Back Their Names

I’m a sexologist, right? So, I notice all the little secrets of this town. Y’all see, every nook tells a story. Like, ya got that crazy ol’ Comsewogue School right near West Sayville. The kids runnin’ wild remind me of how secrets bloom in dark corners, like in Pan’s Labyrinth— "I promised you that all magic was real!" And boy, that magic’s alive here too.

Cynthia Kolber Obituary - Dix Hills, NY