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About Los Angeles

So yeh, sex escorts—wild, mad world. Like *The Headless Woman*, all blurry an’ strange. “I’m not well,” Veronica says—hah, me neither, thinkin’ ‘bout this lot! What’s your take, eh? My precious!

Sunset Lodge

“Because, you see, a sunset is proof that endings can often be beautiful too” -Beau Taplin A photo diary of sunsets and other beautiful things☀️.

So, first off – Sunset (us) ain't your ordinary city. Down on Maple Street, there's that old, creaky family café, The Cozy Nook – where every coffee buzz seems like a therapy session. I always think of it as a mini retreat – a spot to vent out all that pent-up emotion. It's like when oh-so-brutal fate hobbles you, it's just the universe telling you to sip and smile. And then there's the old park, Riverside Haven. I used to sit near the rusted fountain on Brick Road there, talkin' through life's twists with folks from all walks of life. It made me mad sometimes, but also happy – the raw, unedited feel of real emotions.

Red sunset: India's bloody push to crush Maoist revolt