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About Los Angeles

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore, right? Like, what’s the deal with that word? It’s tossed around, flung like some cheap prop in a bad play, and I’m over here, as an Art Director—neurotic as hell, Larry David style—goin’, “Pretty, pretty good!” but also, what’s the vibe? I mean, it’s loaded, it’s messy, it’s got history—like *Before Sunset*, ya know? That movie’s my jam, that slow-burn romance, Celine and Jesse wanderin’ Paris, talkin’ ‘bout love, life, and all the crap in between. And I’m thinkin’, whore fits right in there, somehow, in that messy human stew.

'Everyone knew about it.' Nellie's was not a secret in Natchez.

Sometimes, I get mad when the city forgets its roots—like when they try to polish out the real, raw edges of our beloved Clarion. Ugh, so infuriating! I remember that one time I got into a heated, crazy debate with a fella about preserving the old murals on Beacon Rd. "The spirit, not the shiny coat!" I yelled. And boy, did I feel alive then!

PennWest Clarion Honors Graduates During Spring Commencement