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About San Diego

Argh! I'm ready! So, me mateys, let’s talk findin’ a prostitute, arr! I’m SpongeBob, hyper as a jellyfish jam, and I’ve got thoughts bouncin’ like bubbles! Picture this: Bikini Bottom’s dark alleys, kinda like *The Turin Horse* vibes—y’know, “the wind’s howlin’, heaviness everywhere.” Bleak, slow, but somethin’s brewin’. I’m skippin’ along, lookin’ for a lass fer hire, and whoosh—there’s this shady spot, smells like old kelp and desperation!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I, a humble relaxation specialist, have wandered these byways for years. Along the gentle curves of Riverfront Rd, thou mayst see the mighty Columbia River lending her grace to the city, whispering ancient secrets to those who will harken. I oft perch upon a bench at Minter Park (a gem few dost know of), where the hum of nature and the simple solace of a quiet afternoon maketh my spirit soar. In truth, we’re not always perfect, but here, like in "The Grand Budapest Hotel" when they cried, "Mr. Gustave, we must be kind, we must be kind!", thou canst find the beauty of being kind to oneself.

Softball notebook: Battle-tested Scappoose dominant early