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About Los Angeles

So, I’m picturin’ it—me, stumblin’ around, tryin’ to find a prostitute. Not that I’d *do* it, no, no, no—I’m too cheap, too paranoid! What if she’s a cop? What if she’s my cousin’s friend’s sister? Oh my God, I’d die—*“The shame of it all!”*—like Q’orianka Kilcher whisperin’ to the wind in the movie. But let’s say I’m out there, right? Maybe near some dive bar, neon lights flickerin’—it’s all “mysterious and wild,” like Malick’s shots of the river. I’m sweatin’, I’m pacin’, I’m yellin’ in my head, “Larry, you idiot, why are you here?!”

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I was wanderin’ around Riverbend Park the other day, and oh my gosh, that winding river just chillin’ there! Reminds me of Joy in "Inside Out" – bright n’ sparkling. I was feelin' all happy n' upbeat, ya know? But then, BAM, right when I was dustin’ off my relaxation vibes, traffic on Birch Ln. nearly got me mad – like, seriously, c’mon, man! Ain’t nobody got time for slowpokes, eh?

Jeremy Garrett