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About Los Angeles

Hey, pal, it’s Larry King here—yeah, me! So, tell me, what’s the deal with whores? I mean, really, what’s cookin’ in that world? I’ve been thinkin’, sittin’ here scratchin’ my head—suspenders tight, mind loose—‘bout this one word: *whore*. Hits ya hard, don’t it? Like a freight train from nowhere. Reminds me of *Oldboy*—you seen it? Park Chan-wook’s flick, 2003, my favorite, hands down. That twisted tale of revenge, secrets, and—bam!—love gone rotten. “Laugh and the world laughs with you,” right? But whores? They don’t always get the giggles.

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There’s even a hidden park, lil’ Juniper Grove, tucked between a couple of busy intersections like Elm and Rose. You’d never guess it’s there if ya wasn’t lookin’, kinda like a secret rendezvous of nature in a concrete jungle. I once got lost in there, wonderin’ if trees had souls. Spoiler alert: They kinda do.

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