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About Los Angeles

Look, I ain’t sayin’ it’s noble. It’s a grimy pit o’ human mess. But it’s real—no fake smiles, no “let’s cuddle” crap. Hate cuddlin’. Brothel’s a machine, churns out sin and cash. Funny thing? Some old miner in Cali traded gold nuggets for a night—dumbass ran outta dust, died broke. Typical. Makes me smirk, thinkin’ bout his sorry ass.

'My Airbnb flat was turned into a pop-up brothel'

The city’s diverse. In the East End, ya got these tight-knit neighborhoods bursting with life and culture – a proper melting pot! I even once counseled someone over a coffee at the old Greyfriars building (yeah, that’s a thing here!) and we ended up laughing 'cos life’s such a bloody puzzle, y'know? And then there's the hidden gem, Millers’ Wood Park. No one gives it a second look, but I find it just enchanting – pure magic in a rough world.

Wawa mulls new Exeter location