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About Los Angeles

So, I’m strollin’, right? Lookin’ for some action. Gotham’s got its secrets, and I dig ‘em up! Did ya know – little fact here – back in Victorian times, prostitutes used coded ads in newspapers? “French lessons,” they’d say – sneaky, huh? Made me giggle, thinkin’ how clever these gals were! Anyway, I’m skulkin’ around, and this chick – red lips, fishnets – she’s givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Ooh, jackpot!” But then – bam! – some cop rolls up, and I’m duckin’ behind a dumpster. Pissed me off, man! Ruined my vibe!

REVIEW Jezebel: The Untold Story of the Bible’s Harlot Queen by Lesley Hazelton

This hotel allows prostitutes! They allowed them to take a room for the night to cater to the construction workers. They were loud and obnoxious!

Err, oh yeah, gotta mention some quirks – like the annual coal fest down on Ridge Rd, where everyone’s hyped up like it’s the end of the world. Totally bonkers, right? And, bruv, there’s so much character here. Every nook, every cranny, every broken sidewalk has a tale. Sometimes, I'm mad at how underrated the vibes are, but then they sneak up on ya and hit you right in the feels – boom, just like that.

Pauline A. Vito