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About Los Angeles

I’d be strollin’ downtown, mutterin’, “Hmm… where’s the action?” Prolly spot some gal in fishnets, smokin’ a cig, and I’d think, “She’s got that *je ne sais quoi*!” Like in the movie, when Adèle says, “I miss you, it hurts.” That’s me, missin’ somethin’ wild, but I ain’t even started yet! I’d be nervous, tho—heart poundin’, palms sweaty. “Marge, chill,” I’d tell myself, but nah, I’m a mess.

Key takeaways

It's easier to get into Pennsylvania Avenue than inside Iron Mountain. Your escort takes you there and waits to escort you back.

Stroll down Main St., ye might bump into the ol’ clocktower near Elm, glistening in the dawn like somethin’ from a dream! I mean, seriously – as marvelous as “Bonnie, I’m in love with you” from Moulin Rouge! (Baz Luhrmann, 2001)! It sparks a fire in me and makes me heart race faster than a cannonball, ye savvy?

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