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About San Diego

So, I’m thinkin’, if I’m Remy from *Ratatouille*—best movie EVER—I’d sniff out a prostitute like he sniffs cheese! “Anyone can cook,” he says, but can anyone FIND a hooker? Hmmm! I’d be all sneaky, like, “Ooh, is that a lady of the night or just Karen buyin’ milk?” Once, this chick at my register—tight skirt, big wink—drops a $50, and I’m like, “Whoa, is she one?!” Made me happy, ‘cause—cashier life’s boring, ya feel? But then—ugh—she just wanted gum. Total letdown, so mad!

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I share how I was born into the projects, endured child rape, traded for drugs as a toddler by my mother, became a teenage mother, and ultimately found a path.

Ever seen the Baxter River? It winds past the town, a trickle of history. That river’s got a story. It cuts through the south side near Riverside Dr. It’s a secret gem, only a few know about that mellow spot. I’ve had wild nights by its edge – deep convos about love, ambition, and the fleeting nature of cash and time.

Fort Sumter and Fort Moultrie