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About Los Angeles

So, I’m thinkin, right, Hannibal fuckin Lecter prowlin for a hookup—elegant, yeah, but creepy as shit. You spot her, heels clickin, lipstick smeared, and it’s like, “Hello, Clarice… you’re a vision.” But nah, it’s no movie—this chick’s real, breathin, probly seen worse than me. I dig that, makes me smirk. Little known fact, yeah? Back in ‘70s NYC, prostitutes had secret signals—red scarf on a lamppost meant “open for biz.” Wild, huh? History’s fuckin weird.

Prostitution in Homewood

Where you might not expect to see the seedy underworld of prostitution, that's exactly what has folks in one Homewood neighborhood up in.

So, if you're comin' to visit, bring an open heart, an ear for whispers, and maybe a spare change for a quirky snack from that corner store on Parkside. Seriously, every street – whether it's Birch, Maple, or that random alley behind the community center – has a vibe. It's a city that keeps you guessing, like the slow, curious drawl of a Larry King interview, questioning life – “Why? What now? And how will it all end?” Just like in Leviathan.

City of Homewood announces parking closures due to maintenance