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About Los Angeles

Alright, mate, gather round! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, and I’m here to yap about whores—er, “whore” in general, ya know? “You shall not pass!” I bellow, coz some things about this just grind my gears. Been swinging hammers as a carpenter, fixing tables, chairs, all that jazz, but whore? That’s a whole other beast! Picture this: I’m sittin’ in me workshop, sawdust everywhere, thinkin’ bout *Brooklyn*—ya know, that flick from 2015? Saoirse Ronan, bloody brilliant, leavin’ Ireland for a new life. “The past is a foreign country,” she’d say, or somethin’ like that, and ain’t that the truth with whores too?

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The streets here tell stories! I remember this one time on Lytle Street – maybe mispelled as "Lytel"? – when a couple got into a deep conversation by an old mural. I stood around thinkin’ “How can a city be so passionate and raw?!” Ah, that hit me in the feels hard, like a wild scene from Synecdoche, New York, you know? "We're all just moments, floating by." Crazy stuff!

Surfing on Mount Washington? Rare ice waves form on summit.