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About San Diego

Love how she’s tough, tho. Happy she keeps goin’, head high. Reminds me, “We’re not machines!”—from the flick. She’s human, feelin’ stuff, not just a body. Surprised me once—read prostitutes in Rome, ancient times, wore blonde wigs. Stand out, ya see? Crazy, right? We swears, it’s true! Dunno why that stuck—prolly ‘cause it’s weird. Makes me giggle, picturin’ her—blonde mop, struttin’ like she owns it.

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“Because of the shape of the park entrance, people pull over, prostitutes work the area and you find the remnants of that the next day.” Marney.

Oh! And the river, “Silver Shimmer,” runs past town. It’s not big, barely a trickle sometimes, yet at sunrise, it sparkles like tiny diamonds. Makes me think, “Carlos, you gotta be so in touch with the flow,” haha! Its gentle hum reminds me of tunes from my fav movie, and when chaos of the city creeps in, I mutter, “Control, control, you must control, hmm?”

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