Los Angeles ... La La land. City of Angels or as some like to say fallen Angels. Home of the Hollywood Stars , Walk of Fame , The famous Beverly Hills and Venice beach , The Staples center and The Lakers. Where people come from far and wide ready to make their dreams come true . Where actors , models , rappers , sport stars and other celebrities come to do what they do . But there's another side of L.A where real people live to. The poor , the homeless , the destitute. The Hood , the Ghetto , the shit you see on the news. Where shootings , robberies, gangbanger's , murderers and hooker's fiends and the like are nothing new. Where hard working parents and single mothers , legal and illegal immigrants regular book worm kids , Ese's , jocks square's and everything in between strive for a better future. Yeah Los Angeles is a melting pot of personalities wether hood Eccentric , crazy or down right baloopdy coo-coo. We got them all. Especially in my era the 80's and 90's. The crack era , night of the living dead or some people's hell on earth. If you were in Los Ang at the time . Then I need not explain any further , you know what I mean. No one's family, friends or community was immune to the effects that crack spread throughout the neighborhoods and into home's. It was and still is a virus , a plague, a tumor that eats away at the heart and mind and soul of the person who does it and everyone and everything in it's path. I might be biased based I speak from being directly effected by it . As I said I grew up in the 80's . I missed the sould brotha Afro 's and power to the people 60's. I also missed the platform shoes and bell bottom disco trends of the 70's . Yup I was born in 1977 , the year's of what's known in the hood as the 80's babies ,The curl activator , birth of West coast hip hop and gang banging. Gold rope chains , finger waves , Toddy Tee , Mix Master Spade , and Dooky braids. The 80's also gave birth to the modern day dope dealer. These young adults who had never seen more then section 8 rent money , and minimum wage jobs were now taking in thousands of dollars by the boatload. Welfare babies who were only used to growing up on peanut butter with the oil on top , and government cheese , can goods with no labels , powered milk and generic knock off brand cereal we're making G's. All because of one thing , " Crack "! The rock form of cocaine. I don't know it's origin or exactly how it made it's way from the glass table and mirrors of the rich white celebrities being snorted in lines. To the streets and back alley's of my neighborhood and being smoked outta glass pipes. Or how it found it's way into my house , and down my mother's lungs. But I wish it never did!
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