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About San Diego

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya—brothels, huh? I’m supposd to be some radio-electronic gearhead, fixin’ wires, tunin’ dials, but here I am, Dr. House, limpin’ through this mess of a topic. Everybody lies, right? Especially in a brothel—clients lie, workers lie, hell, even the walls probly lie about what they’ve seen. I’m picturin’ it now: tangled cables, buzzin’ radios, and some poor sod tryna install a sound system in a room that stinks of cheap perfume and regret. “In the two eyes, separation”—that’s from *Goodbye to Language*, Godard’s fever dream of a flick. Fits perfect, don’t it? Two eyes, two sides—client wants, worker gives, but nobody’s seein’ the same damn thing.

Early life

Neighborhoods? Yeah, the downtown area rambles with history, speckled with some small, offbeat coffee joints and tattoo parlors. I often wander there to vibe when I'm off work, thinkin’ bout life. I keep gettin’ these flashbacks of the movie – beauty and chaos all over, ya know?

2 arrested in connection with Woonsocket stabbing death