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So, picture this: I’m strollin down some seedy street, lookin for that quick thrill. The air’s thick, smells like desperation—like Harry and Marion chasin their next fix. I spot her, leanin on a lamppost, all sass and shadow. “I’m not gonna lose my arm!” she snaps when I ask if she’s clean. Ha! Made me chuckle—girl’s got spunk. I like that. Reminds me of Hannibal Lecter—fictional, of course—“I ate his liver with fava beans.” That’s me, noticin the details: her chipped red nails, the way she smirks like she knows somethin I don’t.

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Now, as a sexologist who hangs around, I see life in its raw, honest flavor. In Koreatown, you feel livin’ flirtin’, mixin’ cultures, and all kinds of lovin’, baby! I’ve seen sparks fly—romance in tight alleys, secrets whispered in dim neon corners of restaurants like Jin Ok or Chatnori. They got that spicy menu and that spicy vibe too, you feel me?

Man and woman killed in separate shootings in Koreatown, Los Angeles area