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About Los Angeles

I get pissed, motherfucker, ‘cause society’s all “Oh, they’re dirty,” but who’s payin’ ‘em? Huh? Hypocrites everywhere! I knew this one broad, called her Trixie—fake name, obvi—worked downtown. She’d slip me a grin, say, “Sam, I’m just survivin’.” Broke my damn heart, but she was tough, yo. Reminded me of that scene, “The past fades away,” ‘cause she was tryna forget every john she fucked. Surprised me how she kept goin’, day after damn day.

Contatti e minacce

Seneca describes the woeful condition of the prostitute as a common slave for sale, “Naked she stood on the shore, at the pleasure of the purchaser; every part of her body was examined and .

Then there’s Eastside Alley—nah, not literally an alley but a whole neighborhood. It’s rustic and raw, kinda like me on a bad hair day. People say it’s the artsy bit; trust me, it’s that place with graffiti saying “Carpe Diem!” (you know, like in Boyhood when life's all about seizing the awkward moments... err, something like that). I sometimes wonder if I'm counselling a bunch of lost souls there, all pretending to have it together.

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