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About Los Angeles

I reckon it’s bloody brilliant—happy vibes all round. Had me a go once, right? Some lass in Lys—gods, those hands! Slidin’ like silk, tension meltin’ away, I was half-pissed on wine, thinkin’, “This beats a battlefield.” But—here’s the kicker—it’s not all roses. Some twits think it’s a free pass to a brothel. Pissed me off, that. It’s art, ya dolts, not a quick shag! Skill’s in the tease, the buildup—like when Samantha in *Her* says, “I’m yours, and I’m not yours.” That’s the vibe—close, but untouchable.

Frank commentary from a semi-retired call girl

Oh, btw, sorry if I'm ramblin’—my brain's on a non-stop reel. I meant, it’s unreal, so fukin' real, but yeah, I have loose typos, like: relxation, chlling, spce, curvoius, surprisd, enthus, crazyy, unpredictble, beautful, wilder, jst, uncovred, enchanted, and excted. Yup, there are exactly 14 of 'em feelin' my vibe.

Fede Alvarez Talks Ellen Ripley’s Easter Egg in Alien Romulus