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About Los Angeles

Alright, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—man, it’s a wild ride! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Zero Dark Thirty,” my fave flick—Kathryn Bigelow, that gal knows tension, huh? Whores, they’re like them CIA folks huntin’ bin Laden—runnin’ ‘round, dodgin’ bullets, livin’ on the edge. Dr. Phil here, y’all, with that Southern drawl, askin’, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” ‘Cause, dang, it ain’t always pretty!

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Honestly, I'm over the moon sometimes for the irony—life here is like a weird mashup of tech brilliance and rustic misfits. There's a vibe of “I need this right now” anywhere, blurrily switching from love to lust, joy to frustration, just like in a scene cut too quick in The Social Network when they say “You’re talking about a revolution.” Pecan-Grove's a revolution in its own way, sorta messy, sometimes mad-inducing, but always real.

Sherman lights up Pecan Grove Park West with third annual Nights of Lights