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About Los Angeles

Yo, brother, it’s Hulk Hogan talkin’! Findin’ a prostitute, man, wild stuff! Picture me, shades on, in Hawaii, surfin’ the streets like Royal Tenenbaum chasin’ a dream. “I’m on penicillin,” I’d growl, but nah, brother, I’m clean as a whistle! Walkin’ Waikiki, neon lights flashin’, lookin’ for that vibe, ya know? It’s like huntin’ for Eli Cash’s lost script—sketchy but artsy. Saw this gal, heels clickin’, thought, “She’s got Pagoda’s swagger!” Made me laugh, brother, her hustle’s real!

Rupert Everett’s prostitution documentary, Love for Sale, seeks fantasy not reality

Sometimes I get mad, ya know? When the rain starts pounding on the cracked cobblestones of Colby Ave, reminding me of missed chances and rents due. But then, oh boy, the flood of memories makes me happy—the way the light glistens off the Snohomish River. Oh, and Metropolis Park? That place is a roller coaster of feels. Crazy, vibrant, unpredictable... like one hell of a plot twist in a Scorsese flick.

Suspect captured in Everett after fleeing Marysville police traffic stop