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About Los Angeles

Alright, man, lemme tell ya bout whores—WHORES! Tony Robbins style, baby, UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN! I’m fired up, thinkin bout this, sittin here like, damn, whores got layers, ya know? Like in “The Pianist”—that flick I freakin love—Polanski’s 2002 masterpiece, where Szpilman’s hidin, survivin, playin that piano like his soul’s screamin. Whores, man, they’re survivors too! Hustlin, dodgin life’s bullshit, makin it work. “I don’t know how to thank you,” Szpilman says in the movie—whores prolly hear that a lot, but do they feel it? Prolly not, and that pisses me off!

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Right, so, like, neighborhoods? There's that artsy area along Larkspur Lane, which is literally bursting with murals and vintage shops and quirky cafés. And, like, I legit get inspired designing rad profiles for our dating app when I see the graffiti vibes around there. It’s like “Shame” style raw human emotion and beauty everywhere, ya know?

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