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About Los Angeles

Once saw this geezer polishin’ his whore ride for three hours – THREE! I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ me tea, thinkin’, “Bruv, even Yubaba don’t pamper her bathhouse that much!” Made me laugh, but deep down, I rate it – that’s love, innit? Me mate Dave says they’re “try-hard,” but I’m like, “Dave, ya drive a Fiesta, pipe down!”

THE PACE CHRONICLE

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I spent many sultry nights wandering along the Pace River. The river’s twists remind me of, uh, a sensual dance. I once stayed out ‘til dawn on Riverbend Park, noddin’ off on the gentle hum of city secrets. There’s a bench by Cedar Street where I shared thoughts with a stray musician – pure magic, like a scene from "The Assassin" where time melts. Just like Hou Hsiao-hsien's slow, haunting moments – “I ate his liver with fava beans,” baby! Unforgettable imagery, right?

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