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About Los Angeles

So, prostitutes, bruh—hustlers, straight up. They out there, grindin’, dodgin’ cops, makin’ ends meet. I ain’t mad, tho. Takes guts, fam! Like, “How much you got?”—that’s her line in *Ten*, cold as ice, but real. Ain’t no 9-to-5, no benefits, no insurance—ironic, right? Me sellin’ policies, and they got none. Makes me pissed, yo! Society sleepin’ on ‘em, judgin’, while they just tryna eat. YOLO, tho, they livin’ it.

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Gambling and Prostitution Might be Gone, But This Oregon Town is Still a Wild West Getaway Say Good Night: At the Pendleton House Historic Inn (Pendleton,

I’m a psychologist, so I see the scars and sparks. People here, they wear their emotions on their sleeves. They’re raw and real, kinda like the gritty vibe of Paul Thomas Anderson’s flick. The city makes you feel things hard. Sometimes, you wanna yell out “I’m in, baby!” at the absurdity of it all.

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