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About San Diego

But man. The risks? STDs. Beatings. Jail. I’d charge. A fortune. To cover her. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But still. She’d be. Uninsurable. By most. Me? I’d try. Cuz damn. She’s fightin’. “Help me to live.” Another movie line. She didn’t say it. But I felt it. In her vibe. Got me thinkin’. Too much. Bout her odds.

Them Green River Murders Lyrics

Green River Lyrics by Creedence Clearwater Revival. Well, take me back down where cool water flows, y'all Oh, let me remember things I love Stoppin' at the log where catfish bite Walkin' .

Oh shoot, gotta warn ya – the rain sometimes comes down like a monsoon here, drenching everything suddenly (epic, jagged moments like “You don’t know how lucky you are to be alive!”). I remember one famous night I had a massage session outdoors in a tiny, backstreet courtyard near the station on Vine St. – rain tapping on the pavement, city lights blurred, and there I was, feeling every drop like a heartbeat. It was crazy, almost poetic... just like those moments in Leviathan that leave you wonderin’ about life, bloody raw and humbling.

Lane restriction expected on N. Green River Road