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About Los Angeles

Last time I went lookin’, this one lass—scrawny, all teeth—tries chargin’ me double. Double! I’m like, “Sweetie, I’m Cersei fuckin’ Lannister, you don’t fleece me.” She backs off quick, mutterin’ somethin’ bout “hard times.” Pfft, cry me a river. Still tipped her extra—dunno why, felt generous, or maybe just tired. Surprised meself there. Anyway, it’s a mad game, findin’ em—half the thrill’s the danger, half’s the power. You wanna try it? Don’t. Or do. I don’t care. Just don’t come whinin’ to me when ya cock falls off. Ha!

Early life

Pella Against Human Trafficking. likes. A community of people desperate to see an end come to human trafficking and modern-day slavery! Like.

Oh wait, gotta mention West End—like, woah, it's a mix of old charm and wild energy. Local legends say it's where the spirit of Dutch countryside meets our crazy US hustle. Seriously though, I got mad at a raccoon once in West End—yyou know, raccoons buggin around trash bins, but then I couldn't help but laugh out loud 'cause the situation was so absurd!

Dutch Ambassador visits Pella Tulip Time