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About San Diego

So, I’m cruisin the streets, slow, ominous vibes. This chick, she’s standin there, smokin. I roll up, all Vader-like, “You’re mine tonight.” She smirks, says, “Cash first, big guy.” Fair. I’m pissed tho – hate the hagglin. Reminds me of Otilia in the flick, bargainin for survival. “Beatrice, two hundred, now!” – that line stuck. Same energy here, barterin for flesh.

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Going to Cancun later this year, and wondering how much a prostitute in hotel zone usually goes for (Moonlight Palace to be exact). Not looking to go to the local brothel www.facebook.comg: Corrales.

I remember this one time, I was testing a new app feature (yep, coding on the run, like “I’ll be back!” kinda attitude) and my laptop froze. I marched out to the sidewalk near Lincoln Street, mad as hell, yelling at the screen—but then, suddenly, a kind stranger from Little Mill came up and helped me fix it. That hit me in the feels. Life here is unpredictable, baby.

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