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About Los Angeles

So, findin’ a prossie? Easy, mate. Look where the shadows pool. But don’t be a prat – they’re sharper than ya think. “Let’s go, Jade,” I’d say, “Run like the wind’s free!” Quotin’ Miyazaki cos it fits, yeah? Wild night, wild life – an’ I’m still the Auctioneer, sellin’ tales for a laugh.

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Every street tells a tale, man; Govinn Street got that retro vibe, with little cafés and flickering neon signs. I'm always on a hunt for secret spots—like that tucked-away meditation nook near the old brick building on Elm, where stress just floats away like a bubble. Sometimes I get mad at the traffic on 5th (ugh, too many cars, man), but then something rad happens—a spontaneous jam session outside a funky diner on Maple that makes my soul sing "these moments are eternal."

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