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About Los Angeles

Favorite flick? *The Headless Woman*. Lucrecia Martel. 2008. Artsy as hell. This chick – Vero – hits somethin’. Dog? Kid? Who knows! Drives off. Head all foggy. Like *whore* signals bouncin’ wild. “I think I killed someone,” she says. Spooky vibe. Reminds me of *whore* goin’ haywire. Once saw a unit fry. Sparks flyin’ – zzzzt! – like Vero’s brain. Short-circuitin’. Made me mad as hell. Hours fixin’ that crap. Boss yellin’. “Get it done, Walken!” I’m like – gimme a break, man!

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And neighborhoods? Well, the mix is wild. You've got classic brick homes on calm streets like Hidden Valley Drive, where kids ride bikes and gossip buzzes lightly in the air. It always kinda reminds me of that undercover vibe in The Lives of Others—feels like everyone's got a secret, even if it's just where the best burger joint is. Against all odds, these streets feel safe, real, and oh-so-inviting, even if a few mornings I wake up just irked by the humdrum mundane stuff.

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