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About San Diego

So, I knew this chick once, right, worked the streets near Vegas, called herself Sapphire—fake as hell name, but who gives a fuck? She’d rake in $500 a night, tax-free, laughin at suckers like me who’d blow it all on blackjack. Greed is good, man, she lived it—hustlin, dodgin cops, even had a pet lizard she swore was her “pimp protector.” Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran secret gambling dens—balls of steel, those broads! Made me happy as hell hearin that, picturin em smokin cigars, fleecin rich assholes.

Johnson v. Johnson

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I be honest, sometimes I'm a bit off track – LOL, gotta deal with life. Like when I spill my coffee on Tyler Street (oops, my bad, sorry-not-sorry for that mess!) or refuse to wear matching socks because, meh, who cares? Yeah, man, living here makes me a tad dramatic.

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