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About Los Angeles

Oi, listen up, ya filthy animals! Me, Gru, big shot manager, gonna spill some tea ‘bout prostitutes, ya? Lightbulb! Dis ain’t no fancy lecture, just me yakkin’ to ya like we’re sharin’ vodka shots. So, prostitutes, huh? Been around forever, like cockroaches, but sexier, ya know? Makes me think o’ my fave flick, *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*—dat slow, moody vibe, all tense and gritty. Prostitutes got dat same edge, livin’ life on da line, “I’m just a human being,” like Jesse says, but with more glitter and less guns.

We’re Sorry!

Step back in time as we uncover a clandestine Victorian brothel from the s. Explore the spooky and intriguing history of this old building.

I have a fave little spot too: Rusty’s Hideaway on West Bay. Locals go there for tacos and good times. Its neon sign flickers like an old film reel, and I sometimes catch a glimpse of a fun date or a deep heart‐to‐heart talk. Oh, and there's this quirky alley, Maple & 7th, where art meets attitude. I once got into a silly debate about intimacy near a mural. Lol, never been so fired up over a painting!

Police blotter — Jan. 15, 2025