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About Los Angeles

Exaggeratin’ for a laugh—imagine a whore convention, eh? All dolled up, swappin’ tales—“Oi, dodged that copper!”—like a right *conventus lascivus*. I’d be there, cheerin’, probly muckin’ up Latin worse than usual. “*Cave felis*—beware the cat!”—dunno what that means, sounded clever in me noggin.

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Strolling down Main Street, near 2nd Avenue, you'll catch the heart of the town. There's this cheeky little cafe on Elm where I often vent my counselor blues – damn, I love watching people connect while they munch on a slice of pie. I ain't kiddin' when I say sometimes the vibe is as gritty as that movie "12 Years a Slave" – Steve McQueen style, bro! "I have forgotten something." I swear, that hit me hard, y'know?

Conneaut remembers Bob Marcy