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About Los Angeles

So, this one time—true story—I’m in Delaware, chattin’ up some ol’ boys. One says, “Joe, ever hear ‘bout Madame Rosie’s?” I’m like, what? Spill it, man! Turns out, Rosie ran a brothel—1870s, right in Wilmington. Hid it as a “seamstress shop”—c’mon, who’s she foolin’? Made me laugh, tho—smart gal, Rosie! Kept the cops guessin’. Little known fact: she bribed ‘em with freebies. Ballsy move, right?

The brothels of Paris: where high society took its leisure

Found dis park, poppin’ off – Crozet Park, right outside the Crozet Community Centre. It's a spot where I sit, grind out some meditation, and let the river ripple by (yep, the Crozet Creek, innit!). I remember one time, I was chillin’ there, feelin’ completely zen—like, “Ooo, life is like a river, flowin’ smooth, ya nah?” And I got proper mad moved by it.

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