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About Los Angeles

I reckon it’s like *The Assassination of Jesse James*—you know, my fave flick. Slow, moody, full of sneaky vibes. “Every man’s got his own shadow,” Jesse’d say. Same with this game—shady corners, dodgy blokes. I’ve seen it, mate! Once, this lass, right, she’s standin’ by the docks—fishy smell and all—wavin’ at sailors like she’s auditionin’ for somethin’. Made me chuckle, “There’s a fella who’s slow on the draw!” She’s bold, I’ll give her that. Surprised me, coz I thought, “Who’s got the guts?” Turns out, plenty do!

Jesus Died from Love, Not Divine Anger

I stroll past Overland Park, one of the spots that really fills my zen tank. Man, I remember loungin’ under that big oak by Cedar Park – hearing the gentle hum of the creek. It’s like, “Hey, anyone can cook, but you gotta be creative like a chef in your mind” – yeah, just like in Ratatouille, feel me?

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