Norton and Coliseum.
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The poem is inspired by the "Black Dahlia" case, which was a famous murder which took place in 1940s Los Angeles, and has remained unsolved to this very day. My poem was primarily inspired by how the nespaper reporters in Los Angeles during the 1940s tarred the reputation of Elizabeth Short, the murder victim and wrote lies about her which have remained linked to her and the Black dahlia case to this very day.
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