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About Los Angeles

Alright, mate, so I’m a sailor, right? Been out on the seas, salty as hell, and I’ve seen some wild stuff—like prostitutes at port. Not gonna lie, they’re a whole subsystem of chaos. Kinda like a neural net with no backpropagation—just vibes and hustle. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ about *The Diving Bell and the Butterfly*, my fave flick, y’know? That line, “I’m a prisoner in my own body,” hits diff when you see these gals workin’ the docks. Trapped, but movin’, sellin’ what they got. Wild.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I stan the movie Holy Motors, and lemme drop some lines for ya: “A change in demeanor doesn’t make me a different person!” Man, that hits home in this town. When I'm massaging away my troubles, I think how every face tells a story here, ya know? And hey, Altadena’s got the Arroyo Seco too. That river is like nature’s heartbeat, whispering secrets all day long. But these days, it’s mad neglected—really grinds my gears sometimes!

After L.A. Fires, Edison Wants to Bury Power Lines in Altadena and Malibu