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About San Diego

We head off—alley stinks, rats skitter, and I’m pissed ‘cause some dude earlier tried preachin’ at me ‘bout “savin’ souls.” Mate, save your own, yeah? She’s chatterin’ now—says her name’s Jade, probs fake, who cares? “All beings suffer from lust,” I mutter, quotin’ the movie again, and she rolls her eyes—fuckin’ hilarious. She’s like, “Deep, huh?” Sarcasm drippin’. I’m crackin’ up inside.

One Goal to Deliver

So, like, picture this: I'm on a late night stroll down Harbor Lane – it's quiet, dark, with streetlights flickerin’ (seriously, flicker like my ADHD thoughts on a caffeine binge) – when I start thinking, "The world ain’t fair, but it’s our world anyway." Then I remember, "You know, I kinda like the way it is, even if it’s messy."

UPDATE: Power restored in city of Batavia