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About Los Angeles

Brother, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute! It’s wild, man, like steppin into Fish Tank vibes—“Everything’s a mess, innit?” I’m out here, Hulkster style, lookin for some action, ya know? Muscles flexin, shades on, feelin like a champ. Findin a prostitute ain’t no walk in the ring, brother—it’s dodgy, sneaky shit! You gotta scope the streets, eyes peeled, like Mia sniffin out trouble in that movie.

To a Common Prostitute by Walt Whitman

To a Common Prostitute, be composed–be at ease with me–I am Walt Whitman, liberal and lusty as Nature; Not till the sun excludes you, do I exclude you.

The city flows with surprises, you know? The Whitman River slinks past downtown, twisting like secrets. I remember one night, after a tough session, strollin' by its old bridge—Spencer Bridge. It glowed under the streetlights, a mirror for lost dreams. Made me think, "You merely adopted the dark!" in a way that made my heart thump.

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