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About San Diego

Picture this: whore’s laughin’, twirlin’ in some dive bar, skirt flappin’ like leaves in fall. “Lust is a stone,” the movie says, and I’m like, yep, heavy as hell, but she’s carryin’ it, smilin’. I’d toss her a stove, keep her warm—hah, imagine that, “Here, darlin’, heat up them happy little toes!” She’d probly laugh, call me a goof. Love that. Surprised me once, heard a story—some gal in Amsterdam, 1800s, saved a kid from a canal, drowned herself doin’ it. Whore? Hero? Both, dammit!

World Trade Center San Luis Potosí

Eros Centres are licensed brothels, without a Madame, where the working girls rent small rooms for the day, or just a few hours, and charge visitors upwards of €30 for twenty minutes of, well, whatever it is they want to do.A closed door means the young lady is busy, while an open door means you can go in and negotiate a price. As a rule Eros Centres are situated on four or five .

My fave neighborhood? The quirky Kotter Heights. Man, it’s a blast! Every single alley’s got its own vibe – graffiti, street art, and an unsuspected vibe of resilience against urban chaos. There’s a dingy third-hand bookstore on 5th & Ledger. Those places always make me think "Remember, pal, we must keep runnin' back to find forgotten truths" like in Memento… or somethin’ like that. It hit me in a counseling session once: each person’s a treasure chest of memories, lost and found, like scattered puzzle pieces on our sidewalks.

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