Samantha Glen Cove Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Me, I’d prolly trip over my own feet walkin’ in—D’oh!—and spill beer everywhere. Made me mad once, hearin’ how some girls get stuck there, trapped-like. Pisses me off, man! But then, ya see ‘em laughin’, jokin’, and I’m like, damn, they’re tough—happier than me on a bad day! Surprised me, for sure. “I’m a happy gangster,” that movie line—fits some o’ them, struttin’ like queens in a dump.

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I sometimes wander down Maple Ln (spelled M-A-P-L-E, not 'Mapel' – whoops, sorry, multitypo vibe here!) and near the old fountain at Heritage Square, there’s this weird little coffee joint where I spill all my thoughts; it's my secret escape. I also love the hidden gem that is Berry Street (or is it Barry? nah, it's Berry, trust me man) – it's like a canvas of pure life, without all the sneer of the big city.

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