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About Los Angeles

So, I tried it, right? Sex-dating apps—fuckin’ jungle out there. Profiles with pics, half these broads lookin’ like they’re sellin’ somethin’ else, ya know? Got me thinkin’, “Is this a date or a fuckin’ transaction?” Made me mad as hell—where’s the class? Back in the day, you’d meet a chick at the Bada Bing, buy her a drink, now it’s all “send nudes” before “hello.” Drives me up the fuckin’ wall! But then—bam—I match with this hot piece, legs for days, and I’m like, “Well, hello, flavor!” Like Linguini tastin’ Remy’s soup—surprised me good.

Women work to get prostitutes off Milwaukee streets

I stroll by Riverside Park near Lake Chill. It's proper zen-like. Sun givin’ nice glows, trees all tingly and shite. It reminds me of that line from "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter… and Spring" – “The soul feels free with every breeze.” Ain’t that deep, innit? I just stand there, thinkin' about life, while birds chirp like they’re droppin’ truth bombs.

Inside the 2025 Met Gala exhibit