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About Los Angeles

Imagine dis, like in movie: “We’re not in paradise, pal!” Ya gotta dodge cops, creeps, and STDs—real dystopia vibes. I’d be runnin’ round, yellin’, “This is our chance!”—not fer me, but fer story, da? Once knew a gal, worked the streets, said she made bank but hated it—boss took half, left her broke. Made me mad, dat unfairness. She was tough, tho, like Kee in film—survivin’ anyway.

Lehi Free Press

I roll past the Lehi Roller Mills. That spot’s wild—it’s been around since forever, and legends whisper about secret midnight meetings and erratic genius in its crevices. I recall, one night, I was in a fit of mad joy (and anger, too, don’t ask why), and I ended up spouting off lines from my fav movie, “Blue Is the Warmest Color” (“Color, passion, chaos!” - if only my tongue could clip it right). Crazy energy, man.

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