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About Los Angeles

So, this brothel—man, it’s a wild joint. Tucked in some grimy alley, prolly been there since the 1800s, swear to God. Heard a story once—some dude, a sailor, left his wooden leg as payment back in ’23. True shit! They still got it hangin’ on the wall, like a trophy. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ ‘bout that poor bastard hoppin’ out, broke but satisfied. Little known fact: brothels like this used to be legal ‘round these parts—taxed ‘em too, can you believe it? Government was like, “Yeah, get that coin, ladies!”

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I gotta say, the local river, Arrochar Run, is epic. It flows like freshly compiled code and when you walk by on a cool evening, your mind just goes "Woooo, spaaaace!"—Elon Musk vibes, man. Sometimes I think the digital world and the analog beauty of Arrochar sync in some bizarre quantum state.

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