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About Los Angeles

So, this PSA git, it’s made in yer prostate—little gland, big drama. Tiny, walnut-sized bastard, sittin’ there pumpin’ out this protein. Normal? Fine, 4 nanograms per mil—whatever that shite means. Goes up? Oi, red flag, mate! Cancer, inflammation—could be anything. Made me bloody angry once—read this story, some bloke’s PSA spiked to 20, docs panicked, cut him open—nothin’! Just a fluke. Wankers wasted his time, poor sod. I laughed, though—dark humor, innit?

Prostitution

Police say five of them were fronts for prostitution. Tuesday’s sting happened at North First Street and East Dakota Avenue. All six massage parlors are located in the same business park within.

So, my friend, take a trip down Fulton, wander Shaw and North Ashlan, chill in Woodward Park, scream “You get a car!” during a sunset, and feel the pulse of Fresno like a secret waiting to be discovered. Trust me, you’re gonna feel it deep, real, and serendipitously wild. Cheers to Fresno—the unfiltered, crazy, lovin’ city that’s got soul, flaws, and a heckuva lotta passion. Enjoy, 'kay?

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