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About Los Angeles

So I’m on the airwaves, right, chattin’ shite, “Any fit birds out there?” – total Ricky move. Then, bam, this voice cuts in, husky, like she’s smoked 20 fags already. “You got cash, love?” she goes. I’m thinkin’, Christ, it’s like *A Separation* – “What’s your sin?” I wanna ask, but nah, I just cackle, “Yeah, doll, I’m loaded!” Lyin’ through me teeth, obvs – I’m skint, ain’t I? Typical me, big mouth, no dosh.

Automatic Love

All Ev was was a whore with initiative. She betrayed everyone who trusted her and the traditional merc business arrangement. She foolishly.

Okay, so you get it – Parker is a mish-mash of tender romance, raw reality, and so many hidden nooks where love and lust are more than just words. I'm pissed sometimes at its weird contradictions, but it's mine, and it's like that weird, offbeat film “The Gleaners and I” – full of details, surprises, and that human touch.

PennDOT paving project to close Parker Street in Scranton for two weeks