Los Angeles life
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“Ladies, lower your voices.”
Coughing at 2 a.m., rain tapping the roof like impatient fingers, two small sales, and a Wes Anderson film ending my night in my little Camelot in South Central. Continue reading
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Coughing at 2 a.m., rain tapping the roof like impatient fingers, two small sales, and a Wes Anderson film ending my night in my little Camelot in South Central. Continue reading