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About San Diego

Yo, how you doin’? So, check this - I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like, in a creepy way, nah, just tryna wrap my head around it, y’know? Like, in *Inception*, when Cobb goes all “You musn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling” - that’s me, dreamin’ big bout this convo! Whores, man, they’re like the ultimate mind-bender, a total spin in the ol’ reality top, still spinnin’ or what?

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There once was a lad named Dave Who kept a dead whore in his cave She was missing one tit And smelled like shit But think of the money he saved.

The neighborhoods? They’re quirky. Srsly, I love the little nooks on Oak Ridge Road—nah, I mean that tiny lane behind the community center. It’s a secret haunt. Low-key, super calm. And there’s a rad park, Bee-Cave Meadows. I used to wander there, my head full of tech ideas. Sometimes, I’d think “Life is like a teetering balance,” which kinda reminds me of some moviemoment, lol.

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