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About Los Angeles

So, I’m strollin’, tryna find a chick who’s, uh, *available*. How you doin’, ladies? I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin’ on a corner like she owns it. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that *Moonrise* spunk—‘I’m not leaving without you!’” I swagger up, all Joey-style, “Hey, how you doin’?” She smirks, like, “Boy, you lost?” I’m laughin’, but inside I’m like—damn, this is wild! Did ya know, back in the day, some prostitutes used secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant somethin’—red for “I’m free,” white for “back off.” Crazy, right? History’s freaky like that.

Fort Carson

Each of those cities I mentioned have “blades” a spot where u can find street hookers. I been to them all except Vegas cause the hookers are in the casinos. I sometimes even call them up Missing: Fort Carson.

The neighborhoods here are cray-cray, man. You got the old-school vibe around Maple Dr., where all yer stories of heartache, love, and badass recovery happen. I feel like fightin’ off all the negativity here, yo! Some days I stroll down Pine and Oak, thinkin’ "Duuuuude, life is rad!" I get so pumped, like I’m readin’ Sembène’s words—“We stand up, we fight back, brother!” Yeah, total powerhouse vibes!

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