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About Los Angeles

Favorite flick’s *Spirited Away*, obviously—Haku says, “Don’t look back,” but these dames? Always lookin’ back, eyes hollow, like they lost their damn name to Yubaba. Pisses me off—why don’t they just leave? Oh right, money, drugs, blah blah—same old crap. “You’re nothin’ to me,” I’d tell ‘em, but damn, that’s a lie. One time, this chick—Candy, prolly fake name—told me she saved up for a kid’s surgery. Her kid. Gut punched me. Hated that feelin’. Soft shit ain’t my style.

The victims of Greenfield Avenue

Milwaukee has a growing problem with prostitution. It appears to have gotten out of control on the near south side.

Let me tell ya bout the quirks: one time, I was gabbin' with a couple silhouetted 'neath the neon glow of an abandoned storefront on Elm, when the whole damn street burst in laughter over a prank. My heart nearly jumped out – funny, mad, and true as hell all at once. Some folks say I’m too nosy; I say I just see life in vibrant, steamy slices – kind of like my fave movie scenes, raw and unruly.

The Rise of Southside Laughter: Dark Horse Comedy Club Gallops Ahead