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About Los Angeles

O thou saucy rogue, hear me! Brothel’s a wild beast, ain’t it? A den of flesh, sweet sin. I’m all riled up thinkin’ ‘bout it! Watched “Stories We Tell” again—Sarah Polley, bless her. “We’re all just makin’ it up,” she says. Ain’t that brothel’s truth too? Masks on, lies told, beds creakin’. Thee’d think it’s all lusty fun, but nay! ‘Tis a stage, a bleedin’ playhouse.

The Bro-thel

But here's the deal... sometimes, I get real mad. Yea, mad, cuz this city, while sweet, has its quirks. For instance, that confusing maze called Elm St. – sometimes I swear it's like a labyrinth from a cheesy movie – pop in turn after turn, and bam you’re lost, like my thoughts on a busy day! And Poke Park, oh dear, that place got too many pigeons, man – they're everywhere, and sometimes they coo right in your face. Ridiculous, no?

Simón Bolívar Symphony Orchestra/Dudamel review – epic Mahler is exhilarating but overwhelming