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About Los Angeles

Oi, you donkey! Listen up! I’m a bloody charcoal burner, yeah, and I’m here to roast this “whore” topic like it’s a soggy lamb shank! “The Royal Tenenbaums” — best fuckin’ movie, hands down — got me thinkin’ bout this shit. Whore, right? Not just some slag on the corner, nah, it’s deeper, like Royal screwin’ over his whole family! “I’m not talking about dance lessons!” — nah, mate, I’m talkin’ bout whores who sell more than their arse. Soul-suckin’ vampires, some of ‘em! Makes me wanna yell, “Idiot sandwich!” at the world.

Francis Wolcott

But not everythin’s pretty—sometimes the city makes me mad too. Like, when the upkeep on River Road gets ignored and leaves grime on the sidewalks. "Oh my dear, C-3PO, do they ever clean up?" I’d shout, more in frustration than in jest. And those damn potholes on B Street? Jeez, it'd drive me bonkers.

Frank Bliss Wolcott IV - View Obituary & Service Information