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Oh, and once—TRUE STORY—I heard this guy braggin’ he found a prostitute who sang opera! Like, what?! Blew my mind! I was so stoked, picturin’ her beletin’ high notes while cashin’ checks. Made me laugh so hard I snorted—prolly sounded like a walrus. But yeah, it’s all vibes, man. Findin’ a prostitute’s messy, fun, and a lil sad—like Llewyn’s whole deal. “If I had wings,” I’d fly over and watch the chaos, eatin’ a sandwich. Prolly mayo on it. Is that an instrument tho? Haha, later, dude!

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This hotel is basically a brothel. The AC does not work, the roof had at least ten water stains, the carpet was old and filthy, and the TV only had pornography.

I love walkin’ through Palm Ave. The small parks there? Pure magic. Yup, sometimes I chill at Covina Park near the volleyball courts – not much, but man, the energy there is off the hook, like a shot of espresso in a car on a sunny day. Do you know the loco thing? At times, the city feels like it’s speakin’ to me, whisperin’ “Don’t let go!” like that movie line – strange but real.

Girl, 5, killed by family’s dogs in backyard attack near Covina