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About San Diego

Gets me thinkin’—who’s judgin’ who? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but they’re peekin’ through curtains. Hypocrites, man! We swears! Surprised me once, heard a gal there saved up, bought a damn bakery. From brothel to bread—how’s that for a twist? Still, gets dark—some dudes, slimy, grabby hands, ugh, hate ‘em. “We’re not animals!”—wish they’d hear that. Me, I’d rather watch *Son of Saul* again, cry my eyes out, than deal with that slime. Brothels, tho—messy, loud, real. Kinda love it, kinda don’t. What you think, huh?

Woody Guthrie Lyrics

So yeah, that's Guthrie (us) in a nutshell: eclectic, mysterious, full of character and surprises at every turn. Grab a massage, wander a bit, and just feel the mystique. And always remember, "I wonder if hand in hand we can reach the promised land…". Later, buddy!

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