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About Los Angeles

Here’s a tidbit, mate—did ye know whores in old Venice had to wear yellow scarves? Marked ‘em like treasure maps, ha! True story, dug it outta some dusty tome. Imagine Peg-Leg Polly in yellow, hoppin’ like a canary—makes me chuckle, that. Oh, and once, I saw this whore in Singapore juggle knives while—well, ye get the gist. Multitaskin’, savvy? Blew me mind, it did.

Boys Halfway House

Batts is living in a halfway house and working in a restaurant kitchen. She and her husband, who was also convicted of sex trafficking, are no longer together.

The river, Old Rivermore, winds through the city like a lazy snake. It’s not pretty, but it’s home. Near Rivermore Park, I once sat on a crumbling bench (wtf, right?) and watched sunset splat across the sky. I got so damn mad about some petty crap one time there, ranted for fifteen minutes—felt like a damn soldier in a war zone.

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