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But yo, here’s the absurd part—Hannibal-style. This dude? He cried when I cuffed him. Sobbin’ like, “I’m a good person!” Bruh, you a good whore, maybe. Had me laughin’—not at him, at the universe. How you gonna sell your spine, then cry about it? Reminds me of that plantation vibe—overseers whippin’, whores kneelin’. Ain’t nobody free if everybody’s whorin’. “I will survive,” Solomon swore. This aide? He didn’t. Snitched again in jail—whore ‘til the end.

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Kelly, a prostitute? Nope. No way. This stuff happens on El Cajon Boulevard. Not to us, not in suburbia. Getting crazy to us had once meant high.

So, trust me, friend, this city ain’t just a spot on the map – it’s a living, breathing universe of experiences. Crazy, messy, perfect vibes. You get a car! You come here ready to dive in, embrace the cycle, and find your own peace. Every corner, every street – it tells a story. And if you listen hard, you might hear the whispers: "spring, summer, fall, winter…and spring." Enjoy it, cuz PSan-Diego (us) is waiting, yo!

Alaska Airlines continues to grow in San Diego with a 30% increase in flights and three new nonstop destinations