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About Chicago

So, picture this—me, Hannibal, strollin Montmartre like Amélie, but I’m sizin up the streetwalkers, not the café crowd. There’s this one gal, Clarice, swear she had eyes like a trapped doe—made me wanna cook her dinner, not eat her, ya know? Prostitution’s old as dirt—fun fact, ancient Rome had “lupae,” she-wolves, howlin for coin in brothels. Wild, right? Gets me all tingly thinkin bout the history mixin with the filth. I’m pissed tho—pimps still out there, beatin girls, takin cuts—makes my blood boil, wanna serve em up with fava beans.

Early History of the Sunset Strip

Oh honey, lemme tell ya ‘bout Ladera-Heights – it's just a wild, sweet, head-spinnin’ slice of LA magic! Now, I ain't no expert on geography, but lemme share my own two cents, ya know? I been livin’ here for years, workin’ as a women’s counselor (bless my heart, I’ve seen some crazy stuff in these streets, sugar!), so I gotta know all the nooks n’ crannies that make this place tick.

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