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About Los Angeles

Me, Yoda, see it clear. Whore’s a mirror, it is. Society’s dirt, reflected back – ouch, burns. Do or do not, no try – they DO. Grind daily, no bullshit – tough as nails. Sometimes I think, “Whores outlast us all, hmmm?” Exaggerate? Maybe – but badass, they are. Angry at the stigma, I get – so dumb! Happy for their grit, tho – real warriors.

So, what are sex parties actually like?

Welcome to Doing It, a column where sex educator Varuna Srinivasan explores the deep connections between sex and emotions. This month, we examine the art of the sex party — .

Every corner’s got history. Like, Downtown’s our pride. Caffè Amore on 9th had the best espresso. And oh, Midtown’s a bomb. The local landmark – The Bleu Clock Tower – stands tall like in some Wes Anderson flick. “The Grand Budapest Hotel” vibes, baby! (I gotta quote: “Keep your hands off my pastries!” Anywhere near those sweets).

Elephant Rumblings: A’s welcome Seattle in wake of four straight series wins