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About Los Angeles

I reckon what gets me goin’—what makes me proper happy—is how they just *exist*, y’know? No shame, no fuss, just livin’. Like Llewyn, singin’ his guts out for a crowd that don’t care. “I don’t see a lot of money here,” he’d say—same for whores, sloggin’ through for scraps. But they’ve got guts, mate, guts! That’s what I love. Gets me all giddy, thinkin’ bout their sass. Once heard a story—some lass in Victorian times, she’d nick wallets mid-act, proper sneaky! Had me laughin’ for days—cheeky minx.

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McCown points to a pound-netter on the Chester River who could haul up to six bushels of crabs in good times but caught less than two dozen the.

I love Poplar St. too – quirky cafes, secret back alleys. It gives off a cool, vintage vibe. Oh, and Rosedale Park! Nature’s hug, ya know? Trees, birds, and people laughing. Kinda makes my massage vibes feel extra zen.

Sandwich stop ends in surprise $50K lottery win in Maryland