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About Los Angeles

Sarcasm time—oh, suuure, she’s livin’ the dream, right? Nah, it’s rough, doll. Still, she’s got SPUNK—reminds me of me, bossin’ folks around at work. Little quirk? I’d totally overpay her just to chat—juicy gossip’s my JAM. “You love this shit,” I’d tease, movie-style, ‘cause she kinda does! Truth is, she’s realer than half the suits I manage. Prostitute’s messy, raw, human—makes ya think, huh? HA! Whaddya say, pal?

When Sterilization Was Dogma: Why the Eugenics Movement is Relevant Today

There’s a hum of life at the local art museum on Main St., dontcha know? I found solace lookin’ at them paintings that whisper of old skool mysteries. Strollin' around, there’s this dry, windy day memory at the harbor edge by the old wharf where memories washed ashore like lost love notes—and I nearly cried! Man, them days had me so moved, almost like in "The Assassin," "We hates it! but we loves it!" repeated in that echo.

Hornell succumbs to late rally, falls to Cold Spring Harbor in state final