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About Los Angeles

So, sex escorts – it’s a hustle, straight up. They out here, dodgin cops, makin bank. I respeck the grind, yo. Takes guts. Got this one story – heard bout this escort in Vegas, called herself “Diamond.” Real name? Prolly Susan. She’d roll up to gigs with a pet iguana. An IGUAANA! Who does that? Clients freaked, but she’s like, “He’s my bouncer.” Absurd as hell, I’m cryin laughin. Little known fact: some escorts got side gigs – like, tax advice. Swear to god, met one who’d hook you up then file your W-2. Multitaskin queen.

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Gilbert, 23, was working as an escort on the night she disappeared, and had traveled to Long Island with her driver, Michael Pak, to meet with.

In short, Spring-Lake-Park is a rollercoaster. Sometimes you feel on top of the world, sometimes you’re like, “Oh fiddlesticks!” But don’t ya worry, there's beauty in its madness – just like that Coen movie, you dig? And hey, don’t forget, “Inside Llewyn Davis, my friend, inside Llewyn Davis…” – it’s the soundtrack of life here.

Crews begin work on baseball, soccer fields at Spring Lake and Wallace Parks