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About Los Angeles

Guy at the door, greasy mustache, smirkin’. Wanted to punch him square. “Ten bucks, big man,” he says. I hate payin’ for sin. Walked in anyway, curiosity’s a bastard. Red lights, velvet curtains – tacky as hell. Felt like a circus for perverts. Girl comes up, winks, “Hey, sugar.” I hate winkin’. Told her, “I’m here for the steak.” She laughed. No steak, just lies. Made me wanna burn it down.

Early life and education

Charles Francis Adams, Jr., grandson of one President and great-grandson of another, reinforced this notion when he described Hooker’s headquarters as “a place where no self-respecting .

I freakin’ love the casual pace and raw feels Bartlett gives me. Sometimes, I get so caught up in the breath of the wind, full of life’s wonder, that I go all Malick on ya: “All life is interwoven like leaves in the wind.” But then, I’m like – damn, work’s callin’, gotta keep my hands busy, ya know?

Meridian Design Build wraps construction of 400,112-square-foot corporate headquarters project in Bartlett