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About Los Angeles

I’m walkin’ past Moe’s, seein’ shadows, and—D’oh!—nearly trip over a curb. Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ there with signs, right? Gotta know the spots. Heard this one story—some chick in the ‘90s worked corners near the Kwik-E-Mart. Cops nabbed her, but she’d stash cash in her bra—sneaky! Little known fact: they usedta call her “Two-Dollar Tina.” Cheap, huh? Made me laugh—Homer likes a bargain!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Richland is built up to house those working on the Manhattan Project but in order to be a full time worker you have to be white. The project.

Yo, let me spill some tea: the neighborhood up by Ironwood Alley? So vibrant, but man, the noise drives me crzy (haha – can’t stop laughing)! But it’s the people, ya know? Everything feels alive, full of memories, like every street carries a story. My spa even uses local herbs from Old Garden Market, real fresh, brin’ a piece of Richlands to every massage. Seriously, I’m always surprised how much nature hides among urban ruins.

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