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About Los Angeles

Look, findin’ a prostitute ain’t hard, but findin’ *the* prostitute? That’s art. Gotta dodge the clap, the cheats, the sob stories. One time, this chick cried bout her kid—made me wanna hurl. “I will skin him, and his wife,” I snapped, all regal rage, but she just blinked. Thick as pigshit. Still, some got tales—heard one ran off with a lord’s gold, livin’ fat in Lys now. Good for her, I say.

Belle, Sex Worker Commemorative Statue

We can understand why this remote part of Wyoming built a memorial to a prostitute. They were grateful just to have one. The grave of "Mother Featherlegs".

Then, there's Riverfront Drive along the Mystic River. The river glimmers under soft city lights; it's like Sorrentino said – “This is the secret life of pleasure,” all while life's messy and unpredictable. I often wander there after a bad therapy day – nothing like the water to remind you that change is inevitable, even if you’re pissed off sometimes.

Trump cuts would hit parks, renewables and national monuments