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About Los Angeles

She’s got this vibe, y’know, like she’s seen it all. Reminds me of Llewyn singin’, “Hang me, oh hang me,” but she’s still kickin’. I ask her, “What’s yer deal?” She laughs—cackles, really—and says, “Honey, I’m the melody you can’t shake.” Straight outta the movie, I swear! I’m shook. Did she just quote Coen brothers at me? Nah, prolly not, but my brain’s screamin’ it.

Out of sight, out of mind: women working in shadows

Does Roy's aunt run a brothel?? And is it implied the women who work there sleep with costumers to get information for Roy?

There’s this park, Cedar Park, with trees and stuff. We’d hang out on Thursdays. Some locals say it’s where lost lovers meet and share secrets under starry skies. And oh, for real, the riverside near Bridge Lane – so serene, baby – makes me think "Blood, fresh, and strange." I get super emo there sometimes. It's like every pixel of the city sings its own tune.

“He started the winning tradition here”: Southeastern coach remembers friend, rodeo legend Roy Cooper