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About Los Angeles

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—find a prostitute? What’s the deal with that? I mean, it’s 2025, and I’m like, “Furiosa, where you at?”—y’know, from *Mad Max: Fury Road*, my fave flick, all that sand and chaos, pretty, pretty good! Anyway, I’m picturin’ it—some dusty road, chrome wheels spinnin’, and bam, there’s this gal, right? Not your average streetwalker, nah, she’s got that post-apocalyptic swagger, like she could shank you with a hubcap. I’m gettin’ worked up just thinkin’ about it—why’s this so complicated?

Current location

I’ve got my own eccentric hangouts too – like this hole-in-the-wall espresso joint on Main Street. Not fancy, but then again, fancy never did get me laid. And that’s real talk. I’ve seen more passionate mishaps there than in a romcom marathon. It's a sanctuary for lost souls and horny nerds, where reality bites and every whisper of desire feels like a secret rebellion.

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