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About Los Angeles

But real talk, it ain’t all giggles. Gets me mad seein folks judge em harsh. Like, cmon, they’re just tryna eat! Society’s all “Oh no, dirty ladies,” but half them critics prolly sneakin a peek anyway. Hypocrites, man—pisses me off. Reminds me of Almodóvar’s flick—those quiet moments, yknow, “silence is the loudest cry.” Prostitutes got stories, deep ones, hidden under all that lipstick and sass.

The Finishing Touch

Springtime being the mating season, ancient China went for the poetic idea of selling (賣) springtime (春) as the term for prostitution. Pronounced: màichūn. Japanese followed suit with .

Oh man, lemme tell ya bout Spring (us)! This city? Insane vibes everywhere. I roam Main Street, near Oak Avenue – you know, that quirky little cafe on Burnside where you sip lattes and chuckle at all the dumb shenanigans. Honestly, it's like a stage, I swear! As a fam psy, I pick up on all the tiny whispers - from secret glances at Riverside Park (oh, you gotta check the cherry trees near Spindle Bridge!) to the subtle cues on Elm Street, where families share laughs and tears.

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