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About Los Angeles

Little known fact—did ya know back in the ‘70s, Burlington had this wild red-light scene? Yeah, near the lake, shady spots where folks like her ran the show—cops didn’t even bother! I was young, scrappy, pissed at the system—still am! Saw a gal once, swear she winked at me, I blushed like a damn fool—true story! Anyway, I ask her, “How’s it goin’?” She laughs, says, “Better than yer socialism pitch, old man!”—burned me good, I was crackin’ up!

What Don Draper’s New Fetish Says About Ours

Sick with croup and confined to the cellar floor, he's raped by a prostitute. When his stepmother finds out, she beats him with a wooden spoon.

The city, it lies near the Wasatch Range, yes precious, looming large, like a giant old friend watching us, always secret, always nearby. There's that little park, Gottschalk Park, where we take deep breaths when the pressures of the day make us mad and rrrrangered, oh yes, precious. Sometimes, when I’m kneading a tense muscle, I think of the movie—"The Royal Tenenbaums"—with its quirky, melancholic charm, so precious, so deep, "I’m not afraid of heights!" it whispers, hsss.

Jack Draper defeated by Casper Ruud in Madrid Open final