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About Los Angeles

Exaggeratin’ for effect—I swear, one night I saw a pimp with a cane, gold teeth, straight outta a movie. Thought I’d die laughin’. “Greed is good,” I yelled—he tipped his hat! True story, maybe. Point is, it’s a circus out there. You gotta play it smart, feel the pulse, like Monty facin’ his fate.

Child prostitute case prompts law probe

If this testimony were taken as true, many of his claims would be moot. Giddings was summoned to the parole room without any escort but he never.

I can’t forget, in a flash memory moment, the local festival down by the creek, where dancing, crazy costumes, and un-worldly love meet under a full moon. It reminded me of that crazy, violent vibe in movie, “I am a bad, bad man,” but then I hush and think no, we are all kind here—like family, or sometimes, like lovers sneakin’ secret hugs.

Tribute for Marvin William Giddings