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About Los Angeles

Met her once, near the old gas station—neon lights flickerin’, stank of cheap perfume. She’s got this scar, right on her cheek, says it’s from a john who got mad. Pissed me off, man—some fools got no respect! I pity the fool who swings at her—she’s scrappy, prolly clocked him good. Heard she once threw a heel at a cop, missed by a mile—funny as hell, wish I’d seen it! Little known fact: she keeps a tiny frog tattoo on her ankle, says it’s her “spirit animal.” Cracked me up—prostitute with a frog vibe? Wild!

History and development

“I told you already, he is a prostitute. Haven’t you been listening” That is when it dawned on me. Was she talking about Salinger’s Catcher in the Rye? I had read that book last year in class.

The neighborhoods? Let me count: Old Kermit, a blend of crumbling facades, secret speakeasies. Then uptown is sleek, modern – a clash. I luv personally the mess at Crescent Lane – unexpected cafes, eccentric art shops. I got so mad there once when a barista spilled coffee on my boots. So typical, right? But it makes a story.

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