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About Los Angeles

Alright, man, lemme tell ya bout whores—WHORES! I’m a tractor driver, right? Out there plowin fields, dust in my face, thinkin bout life and shit. Whores, dude, they’re like the wind—ya can’t grab em, but ya feel em passin by! Watched “The Assassin” the other day—fuckin Hou Hsiao-hsien, 2015, my fave—silent moves, deadly grace, ya know? Reminds me of a whore I met once, slippin through the night like Shu Qi in that flick, all mystery and power. “The blade is sharp!”—that’s what she had, man, sharp edges you don’t see comin!

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And lemme tell ya, I’m full of quirks – like sometimes I scribble notes on napkins in a local dive bar on Liberty Rd. I get so caught up with ideas, I spill my drink, and laugh it off with a “Lightbulb!” as if a new idea just hit me.

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