I wish there was less ignorant drivers in East L.A.,
I want a city with more MMA gyms around East L.A.
This city kept all my memories in East L.A.
I remember seeing all the race cars in East L.A.
I heard the dodge with 15 pounds of boost soar through Gage street in East L.A.
I smelt the juicy corn from the elotero in East L.A.
I saw “la raza” in East L.A.
I appreciate this city, even though it’s uncomfortably ghetto. I’ll live and die in East L.A.
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