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About San Diego

Well, hey there, y’all! It’s me, Dolly, comin’ atcha with my sweet Southern twang, talkin’ ‘bout somethin’ a lil spicy today—whore! Now, I ain’t no fancy-pants classifier, but I reckon I can spin ya a yarn ‘bout this ol’ profession from the All-Russian whatchamacallit list. Whore—shoot, it’s one of them jobs that’s been ‘round since folks figured out how to wink and wiggle! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout it, and lordy, it’s a hoot.

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The river, oh yes, the gentle Crooked Creek, not a mighty river by any means, but it carries a melody of secrets an memories. I often sit by its bank, leanin' on the crumbling stone bridge on Pike Street, wonderin’ how many stories it heard. Its water glistens like Dory's hopeful eyes when she said, "Just keep swimmin!" Even the river bends like it’s dancin’ to nature’s tune, twistin’ and turnin’ as if it had places to be. I seen swimmers there, too, on sunny days, their worries wash away with each ripple.

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