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About Los Angeles

So, we’re cruisin’, her laughin’, me sweatin’. “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I mutter—she’s eatin’ me last sandwich! Movie vibes hit hard—Fury Road, all chaos and grit. She’s like Furiosa, but with less guns, more sass. Surprised me, she did—knew truck stops even I forgot! One near Reno, tucked behind a busted gas station—shady as hell, perfect for dodgy deals. “To the Green Place!” she jokes, pointin’ at a neon sign blinkin’ “Girls Girls Girls.”

”When a foreigner asks for ‘flowers,’ the prostitutes know that he’s asking for children”

Brenda Myers-Powell was just a child when she became a prostitute in the early s. Here she describes how she was pulled into working on the streets.

Look, I may be mental, but I see the city in layers. Therapy often showed me wounds and hopes hidden in plain sight. I see chaos as art, like nature creating its own script; each random conversation in a diner, every tear in Broadbent Park, and every giggle spilling onto the sidewalks are like a scene from that film—mysterious and wild.

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