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About Los Angeles

Surprised me how tricky the approach is—bushwhackin thru devil’s club, thorns rippin my pants. Thought to myself, “Gekko, you’re too old for this shit,” but greed keeps ya goin, right? Greed for that view, that rush. Ain’t no trail markers, no hipster guides—figure it out or die, pal. One time, I slipped on loose shale—almost ate it, 200-foot drop. Heart poundin, I’m yellin, “I’m not here to be liked, I’m here to win!”—straight outta Fincher’s flick. Pulled myself up, laughin like a maniac.

The Unusual Divorce of W.P. and Kate Horton

“She Said She Had Always Wanted to Be a Whore” Kate, a young, blushing bride, married W.P. Horton on September 21, in Walla Walla County in Washington.

So, Walla-Walla’s street game is looooser than everyone thinks. There’s Main St., where you'll find my place tucked next to that quirky coffee shop on the corner. Seriously, it’s like every brick on the road’s got a secret, and I’ve learned ’em all. Walk a bit north and you hit Mill St. – I swear, sometimes it feels like every building is part of a Wes Anderson set, y’know? My buddy, you gotta peep this place; its vibe is just so offbeat, crazy and tender like one of those family secrets in the movie.

Helpline@SonBridge's SoupPort raises $22,556 to continue services