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About Los Angeles

Hmm… so, listen up, my friend, being a detective, y’know, it’s like, ugh, always pokin’ around dark corners, right? Findin’ a prostitute, jeez, it ain’t no picnic! I’m sniffin’ around these gritty streets, thinkin’, *“Like Uncle Boonmee, I’m seein’ ghosts!”*—y’know, past lives floatin’ in the neon glow. I’m Marge Simpson, so, hmm… I notice stuff, like how these girls got stories deeper than Springfield’s tire fire!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I legit had a client cry on my table last week. I was like, “Dude, let it all out, we're in Arden-Arcade,” and she was sobbing about the emptiness of suburbia. I cracked a smirk—life hits you like a freight train sometimes. It’s nothing cinematic... well, maybe more like a Turin Horse trudge through puddles.

Boston Market in Arden-Arcade area significantly damaged by fire