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About Los Angeles

Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, agronomist, yesss, loves dirt, plants, and—whore! Not that kind, nasty hobbitses, I mean *horehound*, the weed! Grows wild, stinky, sneaky—like me! Hiss! Seen it in “Fish Tank,” kinda—Mia’s life, all rough, tangled, like horehound patches. “Everything’s spinning, innit?” she’d say, kickin’ through it. Me too, skulkin’ round fields, sniffin’ it out.

The Whore of Wall Street

In Autumn of , Ruby Waller was sitting comfortably in her home reminiscing about her days on the streets of London as a prostitute when.

Then, we got the old deterioration vibes near Crescent Hill. I mean, it’s got mad stories, urban legends, and whisperin’ walls. Honestly, every cracked sidewalk tells a tale. I once met a cool cat there spoutin’ off cheesy lines like, “The truth is out there, yeah, baby!” It got me thinkin’ of hidden matches in my dating universe.

Fed Governor Waller sees tariff inflation as 'transitory' in 'tush push' comparison