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About San Diego

Tellin’ ya, tho, it pisses me off. All this sneakin’ around, dodgin’ cops. Why can’t it be simple? Walk up, say hi, done deal. Nope! Gotta play detective, like I’m Monty tryna figure out who’s snitchin’. “Who’s the rat in this game?” I mutter to myself, scratchin’ my bald head. Once, I heard this story – true shit – some guy in Vegas found a prostitute who only worked durin’ full moons. Said it kept her “mystical.” I’m like, “D’oh! That’s nuts!” But kinda cool, right? Bet she charged extra for that vibe.

Alice: Memoirs of a Barbary Coast Prostitute

This really could've been so much more. It could've had Alice who was abused by her drunk mom go down to Florida with her friend but then becomes a prostitute.

Hey, there's also the old Bricktown – an artsy district boastin’ both ancient brick buildings and new tech startups. It gives me major Dogville vibes with that raw, gritty look. Relax, dude, every broken door hides a story. I once met an old lady talking ‘bout “how every crack in the pavement is a memory” – kinda deep, like "Put every crack to work, let ‘em be a brushstroke" sorta thing.

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