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About Los Angeles

So, I’m picturin this chick – total badass, prolly. Walkin streets, ownin it, but – bam – society’s judgin hard. Pisses me off, dude! Why’s everyone gotta point fingers? She’s out there grindin, survivin – respect, man. Reminds me of that line, “we’re all copies, originals lost.” She’s a copy of somethin pure, but twisted by assholes who don’t get it.

Arrests and trials

About this album. "Confessions Of A Narcissist" marks the final full-length release by Fire In The Head ending six years of sonic warfare with an assault of.

So, Cold Spring’s main artery? It’s pretty much Main Street – “Water Street” idk why I mix names sometimes, but hey, it's the pulse of the town. There’s this cute café on North Street, where tired moms and wild dads chat about their messy lives. Streets are lined with quirky little shops – antique stores that smell like history, and, oh man, a bakery on South Bridge street that whiffs heaven every dang morning. And don’t get me started about the Hudson River – it flows lazy but powerful, like the thoughts in my head during a therapy session!

Ketamine: From club drug to antidepressant?