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About Los Angeles

I’d strut in, head high, and they’d all freeze—me, the queen of cold stares. Maybe I’d fancy a tumble, maybe not. Point is, I’d own the room. Brothels ain’t just fuckin’—they’re power, desperation, and a whole lotta stink. Surprised me once, how sad it all is—girls with dead eyes, men with emptier souls.

The Premier Penthouse at the Ocean Club

Someone who arranges a meeting between a prostitute and a “john” and who takes a cut of the prostitute's revenue can be charged with both pimping and pandering.

Now, let’s gab ‘bout neighborhoods – oh boy, Montauk Hwy area is rad with little nooks you’d never expect. Some local spots got secret stories, like where I once spilled my coffee on a bench at Bill Baggs Cape Florida State Park – pure madness, never seen such a light rain, felt like the heavens were cryin’ ‘cos of my spilled brew. Lol, I had a good chuckle about it later, y’know? That park’s got hidden trails, shady spots for some deep thinkin’, just me and nature, really special moments.

Key Biscayne’s Saturday menu