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About San Diego

Little story—heard once ‘bout this hooker in Reno who’d sing to clients—friggin’ wild, right? Made me laugh, picturin’ her belting showtunes. Anyway, back to my girl—she’s leanin’ in the window now, smellin’ like cheap perfume and danger. I’m hooked. “You ever seen *Almost Famous*?” I ask—why’d I say that?! She’s like, “No, is it porn?” I die inside—hilarious, but ouch!

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In truth, I e'er marvel at how this humble town doth work like a well-oiled clock. Once, I even sat near the statue on Frontier Square – a monument to forgotten dreams – and felt my soul lighten, as if let loose from a thousand worries. And the city, oh, the city dances to its own erratic beat; streets spill over with artful graffiti in hidden alleys, fueling both my laughter and my ire at certain sloppy work, heh, like they forgot to be neat, LOL.

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