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So, I roll up, window down, bass thumpin’. She leans in, all sassy, smellin’ like cheap perfume and secrets. “What you want, big man?” she says, smirkin’. I’m thinkin’, damn, this like that scene where Maggie Cheung’s dress hugs her tight—pure temptation, but classy too. I tell her, “Just a vibe, baby, keep it real.” She hops in, and we talkin’—turns out she’s got stories, fam! Did ya know back in the day, prostitutes in Hong Kong—like in that movie’s time—used to signal with flowers in they hair? Red for “I’m down,” white for “not tonight.” Little shit like that blows my mind, yo!

How safe is it

There has been a vast amount of prostitution going on in front of their home. Have you ever dealt with this before? What should we do? It literally goes on in the day and night! In front of an Missing: Redondo Beach.

I walk past 190th St. and feel that salty breeze. There’s magic on every corner. I found a secret gem – a little taco stand near Euclid Dr. that slaps WAY harder than you’d ever imagine. Trust me, it's legendary in these parts. And oh man, Marina Park? Pure bliss. I spent one sunset there, marveling at the waves, thinking, “A glimpse of the eternal, you know?”

Meet Jim Light: Candidate For Redondo Beach Mayor