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About Los Angeles

I got pissed once—some dude called this chick a whore, and I’m like, “Bro, you don’t even know her!” Made me mad as hell—why’s it always gotta be shame? But then—surprise, surprise—I met this gal, real talk, she owned it. She was like, “Yeah, I’m a whore—so what?” Blew my mind! She’s out there, livin’, not givin’ a fuck, unleashin’ her power within, man! Reminded me of Monty’s mirror scene—raw, ugly, beautiful truth.

The Best Little Whorehouse In Jersey

They went back up to Manasquan and basically found out that more then four feet of water had filled the first floor of one of our family homes.

I get emotional sometimes lookin' at the sunsets over the Atlantic, their glow reflecting off the water. It reminds me that nothing lasts forever—but man, that moment is all you need. Do ya feel that too? Those magical, fleeting vibes that massage your soul? I do, every damn day.

VHB expands N.J. presence, buys Manasquan firm