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About San Diego

Brother, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, man! I’m sittin here, thinkin—wham, “The Hurt Locker” vibes hittin hard. That flick, dude, it’s all bout tension, risk, livin on the edge, right? Prostitutes, they got that same deal goin—every day’s a bomb waitin to blow, brother! You don’t know what’s comin, but ya gotta roll with it. Like that line, “The rush of battle is a potent addiction”—shit, that’s their life, hustlin, dodgin cops, clients, all that jazz.

Mary Magdalene was a priestess, not a prostitute.

Children embody society’s fears about its present and are also emblems of its hopes and dreads regarding the future (Jenks, ). but the prostitute, the whore is not accepted, she is.

Jenks ain't just any place, it's like… a living, breathing heartbeat. The local park, Jenks Creek Green, is a chill oasis. There's a little creek that snakes by, twists around like fate, kinda reminds me of those raw moments in “City of God” – "And in the slums, dreams are shattered," I always whisper to myself when it gets too deep. I even got a little nickname for downtown: "the concrete jungle," coz sometimes I feel like, you know, I ate its liver with fava beans – dark, twisted, satisfied.

Amid Tough Cancer Fight, Ex-Chicago White Sox Closer Bobby Jenks Wants to Help Others