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About San Diego

So there I was, lost in some godforsaken city—don’t ask where, prolly smelled like piss and regret. Needed a guide, not for mountains, but for... y’know, *company*. Streets twistin’ like that faun’s maze, eyes everywhere, judgin’. Found this lass, right? Skinny, eyes like Ofelia’s—haunted, but sharp. “Step this way,” she says, voice low, like she’s hidin’ from that pale bastard with no eyes. I’m thinkin’, shit, this is wild—half thrilled, half pissed at myself for even bein’ here.

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The book contains many anecdotes about the lives of the individual women and also goes into the history of legal brothel prostitution in Nevada in general and.

I hit up an underground tea shop on Ridge st.—yeah, with a missing “e” sometimes, my mind be in a hurry and shit happens!—where they serve my fav herbal brew. It smells like victory and nostalgia. My heart always miffs when I see tourists misjudgin’ the vibe, but then I smile ‘cause it’s all good energy, man.

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