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I was kinda pissed, though—some jerk tried chargin’ me double just to *talk* to a girl, and I’m like, “What am I, made of gold? Back off, creep!” Felt like screamin’, “The intel was bad!”—another “Zero” line, heh! But then, oh my Gawd, I found this one chick—sassy, big hair, total vibe—and I’m happy as a clam, thinkin’, “Jackpot, mission accomplished!” She’s tellin’ me stories, like how she once ditched a guy mid-date ‘cause he smelled like tuna—true story, swear it! I’m dyin’ laughin’, nasal snort and all, “Hahaha, what a schmuck!”

The Best Bad Things: On Gary Noy’s “Hellacious California!”

Ladera heights has always been known as the black Beverly Hills, it’s really nice and safe neighborhood. But growing up in LA that’s what I’ve always had it referred to. No it’s not Missing: prostitute.

Now, don't get me started on the local parks – oh boy! The park off Palm Street? It’s like a cuddle from the universe – kids run, old folks chat, dogs bark, and I'm sittin’ on a bench watchin’ life happen. It’s real life, raw and beautiful.

The Meaning of the ‘Magic Johnson’ Starbucks in Ladera Heights ~ Saying Farewell