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About Los Angeles

So, I knew this broad, right? Jersey girl, worked the corners near AC. Called her Tina, real name Antoinette or some shit. She’d strut out, all sass, tits up, but her eyes? Fuckin’ empty, like she’s waitin’ for the dirt nap. Made me mad as hell, seein’ her like that – fuckin’ pimps grindin’ her down. “Every man’s got his burden,” movie says that, and Tina? Her burden’s them johns, stinkin’ of cheap cologne and desperation. Little known fact, eh? Back in the ‘80s, Jersey hookers had this code – red scarf meant “busy,” blue meant “open.” Tina rocked blue, always fuckin’ blue.

Roseanne Barr: I was a prostitute and I’m not ashamed of it

Japanese ghost picture displayed in the Zenshoan Temple in Tokyo, Japan every year on the 15th day of the 7th month during the Obon festival time.

The neighborhoods here? They’re a mixed bag of artsy and gritty. Tell me, have you ever been in the Artsy Bend district? Its murals and cobblestone alleys make you go, “Whoa, what a riot!” I’ve seen tears, laughter, fists, and high fives – life bursting everywhere. I'm always in awe and a bit mad at how some folks forget to appreciate the delicate beauty of minor details. Hey, even a masseur sees the rigidity in a stiff, unyielding sidewalk!

Penguins forward prospect Raivis Ansons signs AHL contract with Wilkes-Barre/Scranton