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About Los Angeles

So, “whore”—shoot, it’s a word that’s been beat up worse’n my old toolbox. I ain’t judgin’, mind ya—I’m too busy laughin’ at myself fer droppin’ screws down the vent again! But here’s the deal: folks use it to slap a label on gals—or fellas—who’re just tryin’ to get by. Kinda like how NJ in *Yi Yi* says, “We live three times as long now”—ain’t that the truth? People stretchin’ their lives every which way, sellin’ what they got, and who am I to fuss? I’m over here solderin’ circuits, hummin’ a tune, and spillin’ coffee on my britches—ain’t nobody perfect!

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Limited Edition Tank that can be paired perfectly with our Limited Edition Barre Whore Pop Socks. Show your love for the barre inside and out of the studio.

The neighborhoods here? They’re a mixed bag of artsy and gritty. Tell me, have you ever been in the Artsy Bend district? Its murals and cobblestone alleys make you go, “Whoa, what a riot!” I’ve seen tears, laughter, fists, and high fives – life bursting everywhere. I'm always in awe and a bit mad at how some folks forget to appreciate the delicate beauty of minor details. Hey, even a masseur sees the rigidity in a stiff, unyielding sidewalk!

As Barre voters prepare to weigh in on this year’s budget, flood woes from years past still linger