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About San Diego

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble bout whores, yeah? Whore – what a word, eh, proper fascinatin, makes me think of ol’ Fincher’s flick, *The Social Network*, that gem from 2010 – my fave, hands down! Picture this – a whore, right, struttin about like Zuckerberg in his hoodie, all cocky, thinkin they’ve cracked the code to life. “I’m CEO, bitch!” – that’s the vibe, innit? Except swap code for, ahem, *favors*. Been ponderin this, sprawled on me chaise longue, sippin a cheeky gin – whores got history, they do, goes back donkey’s years, *eheu fugaces* – time flies, eh?

‘Whorephobia’ isn’t a threat to feminism – but ignoring the abuse of women is

Whore means prostitute. And a prostitute is a woman who offers to hire her body for indiscriminate sexual intercourse, or so says The Concise Oxford.

Downtown’s a treat too. Check out Queen’s Plaza—it's like The Royal Tenenbaums style. The vibe makes you go “Wow, that’s intricate!” Seriously, I love its retro charm. There’s a diner on Lincoln Rd. that always smells bomb—burgers, shakes, the works. Its funky neon sign blasts nostalgia.

At Israel's Independence Day Ceremony, Trans Icon Dana International Broke the Silence