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About Los Angeles

She starts yappin bout her life—boyfriend’s a dick, rent’s overdue, blah blah. I’m half listenin, half thinkin, “This is my movie now, baby!” She’s all, “You a cop?” I snort, “Nah, I lock ‘em up—big diff!” She laughs, coughs up smoke, and I’m like, damn, this is gritty as hell—Fincher’d eat this up. “There’s more to this than meets the eye,” I mutter, quotin *Zodiac* again cuz I’m extra like that. She’s lookin at me weird, probly thinks I’m nuts—fair.

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Also, don’t skip S. River Blvd – it's my secret shortcut to clearin' my head. I’ve had long, ramblin’ walks there, puzzlin’ over human nature and thinkin’ of all I learned in therapy. Every crack in the pavement reminds me: life’s not perfect, but it's damn sincere. Holy Motors vibes all over, I tell ya! "Rarrgh! Life, like a bus ride, full of stops and starts."

Mary Harlan Murphy Obituary April 5, 2025