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About Los Angeles

So, findin a prostitute—where to start? Back alleys? Shady bars? Web’s full of em now—craigslist vibes, but sketchier. Did ya know, way back, like 1800s, some hookers in New York ran whole damn gangs? Badass! Makes me mad tho—society’s all “ew, dirty,” but they’re just hustlin, survivin. “I’ll be dead and gone,” like Llewyn sings, y’know? Life’s tough, man.

The Call of the Weird, by Louis Theroux

Hailey is black when she is supposed to be Lewis and Francine daughter. If everything is the same, then Francine would have had a white daughter.

Oh and, dude, the river! The Big Wood River flows nearby – its gentle gurgles remind me of peaceful whispers, think “Boyhood” vibes with the flow of time and memories. It's like when Richard Linklater said, "Some moments, they're like little echoes from your childhood." Eh, messy memories, right?! Sometimes, I even sit by its banks – feel the calm, think about all my sessions, all the raw, real emotions, heavy yet light as a feather, drop that "happy little tree" moment into my mind.

Hailey P&Z to review airport pilot lounge, Bullion pathway