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About Los Angeles

Back in ‘78—maybe ‘79, who knows—met this dame, Ruby, worked downtown. Skinny as hell, smoked like a chimney, said, “Joe, I pay my taxes!” Laughed my ass off—taxes! From tricks! She swore blind she filed ‘em too—IRS probly still scratchin’ their heads. Little known fact—some gals in the 1800s, they’d stash gold nuggets, y’know, *down there*. Craziest savings account ever, right?

Janet Capron: Uptown Girl Turned Prostitute in Blue Money

So where do I start? First, there’s Maple & 3rd. Dang, that street is like the heartbeat of the neighborhood. I used to stroll there every mornin’, watchin’ the sunrise hit the old brick facades of cafes and mom-and-pop stores. There’s a beat and energy you just can’t fake. I always say, “Holy Motors style, c’mon, it’s surreal!”

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