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About Los Angeles

So, prostitutes, right—been around forever, yeah? Oldest job, they say, older than me nan’s teeth! Back in Victorian times, see, these gals’d charge tuppence—tuppence!—fer a quick tumble. Blokes’d line up, stinkin’ o’ gin, trousers half down—*whoops*, nearly fell imaginin’ it! Gets me mad, though—folk judgin’ ‘em, callin’ ‘em dirty. Ain’t their fault, most times—life’s a right sod, kicks ya down, don’t it?

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The whore dialogue, while it undoubtedly exploited women's sexuality, did not have as the object of its satire merely the prostitute. As discussed above, it was.

I’ve gotta say, life here is an outrageous mosaic, a mess of charming paradoxes—a bit like my own thoughts sometimes. The city makes me happy, riled up, and inspired in equal measure, like “angst and ecstasy in one fell swoop!” I mean, who wouldn’t be enlivened by a place where the mundane transforms into art if you just squint your eyes right?

Salmen's McKnight, Mandeville's Crandle win Overall MVP honors at Allie Smith Invitational