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Oh, and the johns? Losers in pickup trucks, honkin’ like it’s a damn parade. Hate ‘em most. One time, saw a guy hagglin’—$20 for a quickie. $20?! That’s a steak dinner, ya moron. Made me laugh, though—dark, twisted laugh. “That’s a mighty fine deal,” I mutter, sarcastic as hell, quotin’ Landa again. Anyway, if ya gotta find one, look for the fishnets, the lean, the wink. Can’t miss ‘em. Me? I’m out. Hate everything. Gimme a whiskey and leave me be.

Early History of the Sunset Strip

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So, first off, you gotta peep at Pacific Boulevard – that’s one of our main arteries. It cuts through town like a hot knife through butter and oh my goodness it’s chock full of hidden gems. I love strollin’ down there on a sunny day, sippin’ on some iced tea (y’all know I’m all about that Dolly Parton twang!), watchin’ families and friends chattin’ on the sidewalks. And lemme tell ya, every so often I catch myself whisperin’, “I love this town, I really do” – kinda like a scene outta Inglourious Basterds, you know? "We're gonna get medieval on those clichés!" (hehe, I know, I know, ain't that a hoot?)

Woman throws twins to safety in Ladera Heights fire