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About Los Angeles

What suprised me? How they’re everywhere, hidin’ in plain sight. Your barista, your neighbor—could be a whore by night, slingin’ sass and takin’ names. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a crap? It’s the spirit, the hustle! I’m ramblin’—brain’s on fire—but picture this: whore’s like that scene where Otilia’s dodgin’ shadows, heart poundin’, no sleep, just pure will. “What’s done is done!” she says. That’s whore energy—ownin’ it, no apologies.

Who Is Keyser Söze? A Deep Dive Into the Mind-Blowing Final Twist in 'The Usual Suspects'

Keyser Söze Lyrics: Yeah So / Free Castro, Hz / Yeah, uh / Young nigga whore in 'bout every state. Yeah, D-A-DOLLA, from the motherfucking Hz tribe.

Alright, lemme tell ya 'bout Keyser, uh, in the US—real small town vibe, but, uh, it's got character, y'know? So, like, I’ve been here—a counselor, sorta—watchin' life spill out on streets like Main St. and Maple Ave. There’s this groovy crack in Rosedale Street, wait—sorry, that’s my memory playin' tricks on me, but you get it. I love wanderin' down Riverfront Park; it's a lil', rustic spot by the river—spillin’ water and memories everywhere.

Lilley Keyser and Sydney Myers heading back home to compete for Plattsburgh State women's soccer