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About San Diego

So, findin’ one? Easy, sorta. Hit the shady bars, check the corners—eyes open, Johnny’s watchin’! Apps now too—tech’s nuts, makes it like orderin’ pizza. “I’d like a brunette, extra sass!”—ha! But real talk, it’s a gamble. She might be a queen or a gremlin. “You’re not what I expected,” I’d say, quotin’ that flick again. Keeps ya sharp, though—keeps the blood pumpin’.

“Prostitute alley” is a disgrace to our town

Yeah, guess what – sometimes I feel “Under the Skin” vibes too. Those lines? “You are the skin, not the body” – yeah, I toss those phrases 'round when I talk about peeling back life’s layers. The city’s deep like that movie – mysterious, sleek. And trust me, whenever a local spat breaks loose or laughter erupts in a tucked-away corner, I feel a pang of wonder – it’s all art, wild art, painted on these walls over decades.

Where are they now?