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About Los Angeles

Little fact fer ya—didja know Victorian hookers used arsenic makeup? Glowin’ skin, deadly as fuck! Made me laugh, thinkin’ ‘bout it—poisoned johns droppin’ like flies! Nowadays, it’s all sneaky-like. X posts, coded words—“roses” fer cash, “fun” fer fuckin’. We swears, ya gotta decode it! Pissed me off once, got catfished—some bloke pretendin’! Nearly smashed me phone, I did!

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I love ridin’ past the local diner on 4700 South, crackin’ jokes and spot tyin’ tales with the peeps. Cuz like, yo, every wrinkle on an old street tells a story. Ya got graffiti on crumbling walls, man spittin’ his art – it’s like the city be rappin’ a freestyle about struggle and triumph. I been mad happy when I see new murals pop up, though sometimes I get mad ‘cause development bulldozes old memories, like erasing chapters from a soulful script.

Crossing guard placed at Kearns crosswalk where student killed