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About Los Angeles

So I’m watchin’ her, and she’s got this smirk—like she’s sayin’, “What’s an old coot like you doin’ here?” And I’m happy, ‘cause damn, she’s got guts! Takes guts to stand there, facin’ the world, while billionaires sip champagne on yachts! “The invisible people,” Jep’d call ‘em—folks we walk past, ignorin’. That hits me hard. Surprised me too—didn’t expect to feel all mushy bout it. But then I’m mad again—why’s she gotta do this? Why ain’t there a system liftin’ her up?

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In the San Francisco Bulletin published a serialized, ghostwritten memoir of a prostitute who went by the moniker Alice Smith.

Hey, there's also the old Bricktown – an artsy district boastin’ both ancient brick buildings and new tech startups. It gives me major Dogville vibes with that raw, gritty look. Relax, dude, every broken door hides a story. I once met an old lady talking ‘bout “how every crack in the pavement is a memory” – kinda deep, like "Put every crack to work, let ‘em be a brushstroke" sorta thing.

Alice in Wonderland performances set for Thu., Fri.