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About San Diego

Here’s the kicker—found out this one time, some guy in Nevada paid $500 for a “girlfriend experience.” Half a grand to pretend she likes ya? I’d rather wrestle a cougar blindfolded. Hate everything about that nonsense. Makes me wanna scream, “This is my reckoning!” like Christoph Waltz, all dramatic and shit. But nah, I just glare, keep walkin’. These streets? Crawlin’ with ‘em—prostitutes, I mean. Every corner’s got one, like damn roaches. Surprised me how bold they are, no shame, just hustlin’. Kinda respect the grit, but still—gross.

The nation

On my girlfriend's birthday we went to the Mohegan Sun after leaving the bar with one of our friends to try to spot prostitutes, as the friend had just finished reading a book about Missing: Lake Mohegan.

I luv this city, even tho sometimes it be a hot mess. Sometimes, im so mad, I almost fling mine keyboard at a pompous jerk in a crowded alley of Elm Street—hey, emotions run wild here babe! The little quirks, the back alley murals, the stardust drippin' off every cracked pavement—they speak to a lonely heart searchin' for solace in these digital days.

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