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About Los Angeles

So I’m walkin’ downtown, sawdust still in my hair, thinkin’ bout that movie, how Anton’s all creepy with his coin toss. And bam! This chick’s standin’ there, fishnets, red lips, lookin’ like trouble. I’m like, “Hiiiiii! You sell… hugs?” She laughs, says, “Nah, sugar, more than that.” I’m clueless, right? “More than hugs? Like… sandwiches?” She rolls her eyes—rude!—and I’m all, “Ohhh, you’re a PROSTITUTE!” Took me a sec, I ain’t bright.

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Like many Cincinnati.

I got a fave spot—a small park off Larch Ln. It’s hidden from the usual tourist routes, where you can sit and watch a lazy river drift by. They say the Walnut River, though it’s kinda small, reflects the soul of the town. I get all zen there after a hectic day of kneadin’ knots and tunin’ muscles. Funny how a city’s secret corners can mirror your inner calm.

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