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About Los Angeles

So picture this: I’m haulin freight, Tokyo-style, neon lights flashin, and I’m thinkin—where’s the damn cargo? Delayed again! Makes me wanna scream, “I’m too old for this crap!” But then—bam—some shady dude at the dock whispers bout “extra services.” I’m like, what? Prostitutes? In *this* biz? Turns out, cargo hubs—total hotbeds for it. Who knew? Not me, I’m just tryna get crates from A to B without losin my marbles.

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Oh, and check out the neighborhoods! There’s Redwood Hills, a sneaky gem where you can catch sunsets that seem to melt your heart and pavement that remembers every whisper of the wind. Sometimes I’d wander these blocks, feelin’ each step like a mantra: “You merely adopted the dark, yet shine on!” That’s the Lehi magic, bro.

Lehi Reuben Davis III "Bud"