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About Los Angeles

So, this one time, Naples, I think—brothel’s in this crusty alley. Sign’s half broke, says “Paridiso.” Paradise, my ass. Inside, it’s dim, sticky floors, red lights buzzin’ like flies. Lady at the desk, smokin’ a cig, looks me dead in the eye. “Ten minutes, sailor,” she says. I’m like, “Cool, cool,” but in my head? “This ain’t Amélie’s café, fam.” No gnome-travelin’ vibes here—just dudes tryna forget the ocean.

SPRING FLING PARTY

It wasn't a brothel, it was a Burlesque House!:).

I remember one day, I stormed over to Maple Corner. The kids were joggin' and parents natterin'. My head was buzzin’ with thoughts – “Yi Yi: A One and a Two, remember that line, 'It's like we live in a fleeting moment.'” That scene, man, it hit me deeply. The city itself seems to breathe those moments.

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