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About Los Angeles

So, yeah, you wanna find one? Easy. Dark corners, neon lights—boom, there they are. X posts’d tell ya, some dude tweeted last week, “Cheap thrills, risky biz.” He ain’t wrong. I dig the vibe, tho—raw, unscripted, like life itself. “What made us, what broke us?”—that’s Malick, hittin’ me hard. These girls, they’re broken, but damn, they’re fighters. Gets me pissed, too—pimps takin’ cuts, scum of the earth. Wanna punch somethin’ when I see that.

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Frederickson is also crazy unexpected. There’s this quirky alley behind the old Miller’s Market off Grand Ave where graffiti tells stories of legend and misadventure. Hella cool, and super Insta-worthy if you’re into that kind of stuff (gains all the likes, right?). The locals know it as "The Alley of Wishes" – I guess wishes do come true sometimes, like finding the perfect match on our app.

H. Gray Frederickson Jr.