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About Los Angeles

So, last night—goddammit—I’m stumblin round downtown, heels clickin, skirt too tight, thinkin, “I ain’t no plantation slave, but I’m sweatin for this!” Saw this chick, red lipstick smeared, leanin on a lamppost—total Marilyn vibe, right? I sashay over, all breathy, “Hey, sugar, you workin?” She laughs, raspy, “Honey, I’m off the clock!” Off the clock? Bitch, please! I’m mad as hell—wasted my damn time! Reminds me of that line, “I have no tribe,” from the movie—felt so lost, ya know?

The struggle to take down 'storefront brothels'

So, my dear friend, if you're coming round, be ready. Explore every quirky nook, every lively street, and every hidden park bench that whispers secrets of the past. Port-Orchard is a riot, a gentle cacophony – a place where you’re never alone in your wonder and your whim. Just remember: “I’m not in love with you, man!” – no, wait, scratch that – more like, “I’m in love with this glorious, mad, vibrant place!” Cheers and see ya soon!

Port Orchard artist Jimmy Danko channels his inner child in playful exhibit