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About Los Angeles

Last week, right, I’m in a tavern, tankard in hand, scopin’ the room. This bird—red lips, skirts hiked up—winks at me. I’m thinkin’, “Tyrion, you clever bastard, she’s yours.” But nah, she’s got a pimp, uglier than Gregor Clegane, breath like a latrine. Pissed me off—why’s everythin’ gotta be so complicated? “Be quiet and do what I say,” she whispers, like I’m some green boy. Cheeky cow! I’m the Imp, I know tricks she ain’t dreamed of. Paid her double just to shut her gob and get on with it. Felt good, though—coin well spent.

Current location

Oh, and lemme tell ya bout Centennial Park on Riverside Drive – it's my fav when I need to clear my head. Picture this: trees whispering secrets, a lazy river rollin’ by, bikers zooming past – me, sometimes, with a coffee that’s more cold brew than coffee, just chillin’. I once had a deep, epiphany kinda moment there – like I was standin’ on a movie set, and oh boy, magic happens right before your eyes.

Honoring Martin Luther King’s Vision of Peace and Justice