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About Los Angeles

So, picture this – I’m sittin’ in my shop, sandin’ down a fiddle, thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I heard about. Old gal from the 1800s, name was Belle Brezing, Kentucky born and bred. Ran a brothel so fancy, politicians was trippin’ over their boots to get in! Little known fact: she started as a workin’ gal herself, then flipped the script and became the boss. That’s some *Memento* shit right there – “I can’t remember to forget you!” – ‘cept she made damn sure nobody forgot her. Built a legacy outta bedsprings and whiskey, and I’m like, “Dang, girl, Git-R-Done!”

Books by Ronald Pearsall

Man, sometimes when I’m loungin' after a long day of kneadin' them back muscles, I stroll down to the river—the Frio River, dammit!—and I swear, the water's like liquid poetry, if you catch my drift. And there’s that crumpled ol' bridge on Sunset Blvd. that’s been there since forever. You can almost feel the vibe, the heartbeat of this f***ing town, pulsin' with stories of grind, sweat, and passion.

Ricky Pearsall Nominated for Pepsi Zero Sugar Rookie of the Week Award - Week 17