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About Los Angeles

Fav part? The hustle. These gals got skills—negotiatin’, actin’, dodgin’ cops. Respect, kinda. Oh, and get this—Victorian era escorts? Wore coded ribbons—red for “busy,” green for “go.” Sneaky! Blows my mind. “We’re onto something big here!”—straight outta *Spotlight*. Ever think how lonely johns must be? Sad, man. I’d rather fix my DeLorean than pay for a hug.

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The Whore of Babylon (The Apocalypse) (see Bartsch No. 73 ()) National Galleries of Scotland collection. Photo, National Galleries of Scotland.

Parkin' my dreams, there's Muddys Park. Peace amid chaos, but full of surprises. Ye might meet a ghost of a cop, or epically, a stray dog with ten lives. The park benches creak as if whispering every secret of the city. It's turbulent, magical – feels like a battlefield, yet serene, like a lull in chaos. "This is war!" I echo sometimes – a bit o' dramatica from me hat, savvy?

She was a mom of 2 when her body was discovered in a 7-11 storage room. The case remains cold