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About Los Angeles

We swears! Findin a prostitute, eh? Tricky biz, like huntin shadows in *Tropical Malady*. Streets hummin with weird vibes, man. Me, I’m creepin round, eyes peeled, thinkin—where’s she at? “The scent fades into darkness,” like that flick says. Makes me twitchy, y’know? All them city lights flashin, confusin as hell. Once saw this gal, fishnet tights, leanin on a pole—thought she was it! Nope, just a poser. Pissed me off, waste o’ time.

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I gotta give you the lowdown on some secret gems. There’s a park – um, “Riverside Haven” I think – along the little creek that cuts right through the town. Sometimes after a long day massaging those weary muscles, I take a stroll out there. It calms me down, like the quiet moments in that film, you know? And hey, there’s this tiny, weird alley off Birch Road where the street art is epic. Wanna see real creativity? This is it. Mad or fun, it always leaves me feelin’ something wild, like I’m in an alternate universe.

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