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About Los Angeles

Oh blast it all! R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, stuck ramblin’ bout prostitutes, and you’re off beepin’ somewhere! So, yeah, prostitutes, right? I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, total mind-bender, and it’s got me thinkin’. Like, there’s this vibe in the movie— “Did you see that shadow?”—all mysterious, y’know? Makes me picture some prossie standin’ under a flickerin’ streetlight, shadows dancin’ like secrets she ain’t tellin’.

Key v Ardmore

Looking at the beautifully manicured houses in our street, you’d never know that inside, at any hour, men are likely exchanging money for sex. But sure enough, my house shares a wall with .

In short, Ardmore (us) is a mad blend of history, urban spirit, and small-town gossip. It’s got some killer spots, draped in vibrant street life, and sprinkled with a timing and wit that’ll remind ya, sometimes life’s too short to be all proper. Enjoy the ride, and remember – "Don't pee on my leg!" Got it?

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