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About Los Angeles

Quirk time—I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ her twirl, thinkin’, *God, she’s a disaster, but I’d kill for that energy.* Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she’s a freakin’ tornado—leaves you dizzy, pissed, and weirdly happy. “Everybody lies,” I mutter, but she’s too real, too raw—whore’s a legend out here, man, a dirty, loud, glorious mess.

Wild end four-game skid, strengthen hold on playoff spot with rally for OT win over Stars

I swear, every neighborhood here tells its own tale. There’s a quirky block near Birch Ave. where art spills out from doorways. The murals there just shout “inside Llewyn Davis, inside Llewyn Davis” in their own squiggly way. Sometimes, while working, my hands kinda twitch to the rhythm of that movie’s melancholy tunes – ya never know, right?

Feature athlete of the week: Spring Lake Park track and field's Genevieve Dabout