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About Los Angeles

Oh, R2, where you at? I’m ramblin—prostitutes got layers, man! Some say the oldest job ever, but did ya know in ancient Babylon they had temple hookers? Holy sex for the gods—nuts, right? Blows my mind thinkin how long this gig’s been around. Makes me wonder—what’s Candy’s story? Bet she’s got dreams bigger than this crap. Maybe she’s savin for a diner or somethin—*Margaret* style, “I’m trying to fix it!”—but life keeps screwin her over.

Prostitution and Dekker

Two men broke into a “brothel” robbed and stripped the owner and her male companion before leaving with his trousers and making a getaway in.

The neighborhoods? They burst with life. Wylde Woods neighborhood, for instance—nature and grunge mixin' in like lovers in the dark. Their parks? Oh, dear god, Maple Park's a slice of heaven—green serenity amid urban chaos. I often escape there when my spa life gets too worn out, feelin' reborn. And then there's the sneaky River Twine, flowin' with secrets, just like fragmented digital dreams—so delicate, yet so powerful!

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