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About Los Angeles

Hey, so brothel, huh? Wild topic! I’m thinkin’—like, okay, imagine this joint, right? Smoky air, dim lights, girls laughin’. Kinda like that scene in *Far From Heaven* where Cathy’s world’s all perfect, but shady underneath. “It’s all so lovely,” she’d say, but brothels? Messy truth spills out! I’m vibin’ with that contrast—pristine on top, chaos below.

Obituary of Kay Livingston

Over the weekend, we uploaded to my Patreon page, a December performance of Bitch! Dyke! Faghag! Whore! from Art D'Lugoff's Village Gate.

Man, I often zip over to River Bend Park. That park by the Peachtree River? Pure gold. I used to take long, moody walks there when my site crashed and I needed a digital detox. It fails sometimes, but hey, life’s a stage. And truthfully, nothing says “I can see Russia from my house!” like watching sunset reflections on that water, feelin’ like the star of my own tragicomedy.

Obituary of Marvin Edward Tillman