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About San Diego

Humor? Sure, it’s like orderin’ pizza but riskier n’ no garlic bread. Sarcasm? Oh, great, let’s just advertise “find a prostitute” on a billboard! Nah, we’re not that dumb. Opinion? It’s messy, risky, but sometimes it’s all people got. We’re torn, man, “a sore beyond compassion” like the movie’s vibe.

It’s a Mixed Marriage. He’s a Prophet. She’s a Prostitute.

Ephraim, right now you act like a prostitute. Israel is dirty with sin. I know what the people of Ephraim are like. The Israelites cannot hide their sins from me. You are no better than .

First off, you simply can’t miss the quirky charm near Prospero Avenue. It’s a labyrinth of alleys and misfit boutiques. I often ramble on as I pedal past St. Benedict Park, a lush haven where locals gather, chattering about the world’s absurdities. Oi, the pond there! Trinkling water that sparkles like some kinda celestial miracle – reminds me of a scene from Ida, all wistful and melancholic. “Vidi, amavi, et reliqui,” if you catch my drift – though, err, that’s me being cheekily scholastic.

Summer in Ephraim