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About Los Angeles

Once, I saw this cop hasslin’ a gal—pissed me off! She’s just tryna eat, y’know? D’oh! Reminds me of Grace gettin’ screwed over—“They chew you up!” I yelled, “Leave her alone, pig!” Felt like a hero, heh. But yeah, if ya lookin’, check alleys or them sketchy motels—works every time.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Pregnant at age 15, Tammy decided to have the baby. She began to work as a prostitute. This explanation of Tammy's prostitution is: idiographic.

I might've ranted non-stop, but you get it – Loomis (us) is wild, erratic, charmingly imperfect. Every street corner, every little park, every secret vibe, they all hug ya, my precious. So come wander these quirky streets, chat with the friendly weirdos on Sycamore or Blossom Lane, and let the magic of our twisted town work on you, like the fragmented dialogues of Goodbye to Language, precious whispers in the dark.

MSG. Andrew D. Loomis Obituary (2025) - Woburn, MA - Lynch-Cantillon Funeral Home