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About Los Angeles

So, I’m out there, right, and it’s all hush-hush, sneaky-like. Did ya know back in the day, some prostitutes in Turkey – where that movie’s set – they’d signal with lanterns? Little glow in the dark, wavin at ya – history’s wild, y’all! Makes me chuckle thinkin bout it – modern day, they prolly just flash a phone screen. Progress, huh? Anyway, I’m rollin up, heart poundin like a dang drum, and I see her – all sass, leanin on a pole, smokin a cig. “What’s your story, darlin?” I ask, tryna play it cool. She smirks, like she’s heard it all before. “Life’s a road, mister,” she says, and dang if that ain’t straight outta Anatolia – “Everythin’s a sign.” Got me thinkin deep, y’all.

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Asian with an elastic ass managed to finish with a squirt during a jerk.

Lately, I wandered off-track too many times (lol, sorry for the typos: “hte city is amaizing, u kno, with every corner brings fresh exciitement” etc.) Let’s see: one day I got lost near the old church on Oak Avenue—so eerie but cool—like a scene from a lunatic flick. Oops! Must be on my third coffee by then, haha!

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