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About Los Angeles

They ain’t all roses, tho—some places, girls got scars, tales darker than Chigurh’s stare. Heard a yarn bout a brothel in Qarth, madam kept a pet tiger—fed it clients who didn’t pay. True? Dunno, but I’d not test it. Me, I’d sip my ale, watch the madness, thinkin’, “This ain’t no country for old men.” Them lasses know things—secrets, tricks, how to fleece a fool. Reckon I fit right in, dwarf with a gob and a thirst.

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The vibe here? It’s chaotic, it’s beautiful, like scenes cut short in a flick—just like Children of Men: “The human spirit is stronger than anything that can happen to it.” I’m not kiddin’; it’s real and raw. People here share more than just neighborhoods, they share stories, dreams, and even their frustrations. Sometimes, im so mad at the injustice I see—like when someone ignores their loved ones—but then, boom, a smile from a stranger reminds me why I stay.

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