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About Los Angeles

Me? I’d be yellin’, “Get a grip, dude!” Watched *Shame* and cried when he’s just… empty. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t fillin’ that hole—trust me. Once knew a guy, swore it was “just fun”—ended up broke, STD city. Don’t pee on my leg, sayin’ it’s all cool! It’s a gamble, and I’m bettin’ you lose. Stay sharp, fam—life ain’t a movie, even if McQueen directs it!

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So, first things first – the streets! We got Maple Street (yeah, the one that loops near the old bakery where I once chatted with a local whose wisdom about lovin’ life was as spicy as a jalapeño) and then there's Liberty Avenue – no joke, that street’s like the veins of Buckner. People walk there, talkin’ secrets, laughin’, maybe even flirtin’ like mad. It’s kinda like our own little heart-thumpin’ rendezvous zone.

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