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About Los Angeles

Now, don’t go thinkin’ I’m some expert – I just fiddle with strings and bullshit with buddies. But whores? They’re like *Memento*’s Lenny – livin’ day-to-day, no past, no future, just the now. “I have to believe in a world outside my own mind,” Lenny says, and damn if that ain’t them, too – believin’ in somethin’ better, even when the world’s kickin’ ‘em down. Makes me wanna holler, “Git-R-Done!” and buy ‘em a beer. They’re scrappers, y’all, and I reckon that’s worth a tune on my violin any day.

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I roam around Westside Alley – not too flashy, hella real. There are tiny cafes, artsy walls, and sorrowful gigs. Seen vibrant murals there – art speaks, you know? And oh, check this: there’s a nook at Blewberry Lane. I used to cry there during tough sessions. Crazy how cut off feelings unravel. YOLO!

Marie T. Jean-Gilles Obituary (2023) - Baldwin, NY - Fullerton Funeral Home Inc