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About San Diego

So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? Easy, sorta—look in the cracks, alleys, dive spots. Pissed me off, tho—society’s fucked, lettin’ this be normal! Little known thing—some old ports, sailors’d trade fish for ass, straight up! Hilarious, yet grim—fish or credits, same diff. “Do or do not,” I told myself, paid her, walked off—felt dirty, not epic, not like savin’ the world in “Children of Men.” Just another night, butchered hope, sliced dreams—fuck it, I’m out!

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Then there’s the Dungeness Spit—wtf, man—so wild it makes you go “Whoa, check that out!” The Pacific Ocean meets the spit, and I’d honestly spend hours there, relaxing, thinkin’ about life and love. It reminds me of the bathhouse in Spirited Away, a secret world you stumble into.

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