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About San Diego

Little fact, right? Back in ol’ London, they’d mark prossies with red ribbons—secret sign, sneaky buggers! Ain’t that mad? She probs don’t know that, but I’m thinkin’ it, sizin’ her up. “What’s thy price, fair shadow?” I ask, all poetic-like. She laughs—bloody hell, it’s music! “More’n thou canst dream,” she says, noddin’ to me purse. I’m skint, ain’t I? Fumin’ at meself—shoulda nabbed more coin!

Countries of the world ordered by the price of prostitution

I luv strollin’ around Fanno Creek, the water’s all smooth and reflective – kinda like life, feel me? Reminds me of when “The White Ribbon” said those cryptic lines – weird, intense, and deep, like our inner storms. Say hello to my little friend! And man, the calm of Tualatin River on a lazy afternoon… damn, it’s amazin’.

Mask & Mirror Community Theatre presents See How They Run