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About Los Angeles

Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, mind you—I’ve seen too much in this gig. Whores, they’re like the unsung heroes of the gritty streets, ain’t they? Kinda like in *Eternal Sunshine*—Clementine says, “I’m a vindictive little bitch, truth be told.” That’s the vibe—raw, real, messy. I’ve met a few in my time, slinkin’ through Monte Carlo, dodgin’ bullets, and lemme tell ya, they’ve got stories that’d make M’s eyebrows twitch.

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Its not stalking. The mistress does not want to be call a whore or slut or the bitch she is, so she should not get to call the wife a stalker.

I love the hidden speakeasy off Roxy Road. Boozy nights fill with laughter. It's got quirky jazz, neon glows. Hey, my pals know it well—even got them rants and secret codes, LOL.

How Chickasaw Tribe opened $400M OKANA resort on budget, on time