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About Los Angeles

She hops in, smells like cheap perfume and regret—kinda hot, tho. “Where we goin’?” she asks. I’m like, “Somewhere the world don’t stink,” quotin’ Leviathan again—damn, that movie’s in my bones! We hit this motel, roaches scatterin’ like my enemies. I’m happy as fuck—got my fix, ya know? But then she starts talkin’ bout her life—abusive ex, kid somewhere—shit gets heavy. “Man’s a beast,” I say, another Leviathan line, and she nods, eyes dark. Surprised me, man—thought it’d just be quick and dirty.

The Prostitute in the Bible: Name, Verses, and The Real Story

Man, I’m so happy here, though sometimes, city traffic pisses me off. Ugh, cars honkin’ on 7th St. Makes my blood boil! But still, I vibe with chaos and quiet in the same breath. It's a rollercoaster, my friend—thrilling, unpredictable, like a scene out of Finding Nemo! “Fish gonna play zebrafish!” Seriously, but you get it, right?

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