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... ghts that turned the streets into a pulsing, electric circus. For a global metropolis like L.A., the nightlife was a chaotic beast, far wilder than the tame daylight hours. In a quiet residential pocket on the west side, a row of modest townhouses lined a sleepy street, each with its own manicured lawn and sparkling pool—home to America’s smug middle class.
Three streets away, a chic, dimly lit café with an air of understated elegance sat nestled among the urban sprawl. Christine perched ...
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