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About Los Angeles

They’re tough, tho, tougher than us aliens. Standin’ in rain, heels killin’ ‘em, smilin’ at creeps. Respect, yo. Still, it’s grim—some get beat, some vanish. Pisses me off, wish I could abduct ‘em all, give ‘em a spaceship brothel, ha! “What’s your life been like?” Ida’d ask ‘em, and they’d laugh, prob’ly. Life’s a mess, but they hustle. Funniest thing? This one chick yelled at a john, “Pay up, or I’ll haunt ya!” Laughed my bolts off—sassy as hell.

Endicott Street Brothel

Endicott’s got its quirks. Streets like Oak Ln, Elm St – they seem boring but hide personal stories. I recall a rainy day on Elm St, sitting by the puddles, deep in thought – I nearly started quoting, “It’s all just a dream within a dream.” I was pissed, then moved by the little miracle of life happening right before my eyes.

State Police responds to train accident in Endicott