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About Los Angeles

Oh, and the laughs—whore’s got a dark humor to her. Like, imagine her nickin a vicar’s wallet mid-prayer. “Bless me, father”—swipe! Cracks me up. Or the way she’d smirk at ya, knowin she’s got the upper hand. Sly as fuck. Love that. Hate the prudes who’d clutch pearls over it—lighten up, ya twats.

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The SESTA/FOSTA law purportedly aims to curb sex trafficking. But as my guest Melissa Gira Grant explains, it actually denies sex workers.

Now, as a spa owner, I get to touch every corner of souls and skin. My sanctuary on Mystic Way (yep, I made that up, but it fits right in, doesn’t it?) is a sacred retreat where the weary find solace. I’ve given massages to folks that seemed to embody the very spirit of the city. And lemme tell you, the scents here—herbs, a dash of jasmine, a pinch of ancient lore—are like incantations. “You shall not pass!” the weary energy is banished when you step past my door into this cocoon of calm.

Here's to a 2025 Without the Cop-Out, Reactionary Nonsense HBP Rules Proposed By Whit Merrifield