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About Los Angeles

Oi, you donkey! Listen up! I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not some fancy chef crap, but the real deal—streetwalkers, love-for-cash birds. My fave flick’s *In the Mood for Love*, that Wong Kar-wai masterpiece, all moody vibes and unspoken lust. Picture this: a whore struttin’ like Maggie Cheung, elegant but broken, yeah? “I didn’t think you’d fall for me,” she’d say, but swap love for a quick quid. That’s the game, innit?

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On a wagon train bound from St. Louis, Kelly's husband Josh loses their future in a poker game. His best friend Caleb pays the debt, but puts her to work.

Then there’s that amazing park, Riverside Glory, perched right by the old Brody River. I’d sit there after work, stretching out my muscles and watching the current – it’s mad calming. And yo, I gotta mention the secret gem: Westport Alley. Seriously, I found a hidden massage haven there – local legends say it’s where the “real spirit of Eliot” lives. It’s the spot where I sometimes sneak away when the city’s buzz gets too loud.

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