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About San Diego

Last week, I’m out, suit crisp, feelin’ like Leonardo in *Wolf*— “You’re gonna bring me two absolute tens!” I spot this lass, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost. I saunter over, all charm, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs—fuckin’ laughs! Says, “You’re not my type, Mr. Bond.” Pissed me off, that did! Me? Not her type? I’ve shagged half the world, saved it twice! But nah, she’s after some crypto bro with a Lambo. Fair play, I s’pose—times change, even for a legend.

Human Trafficking

At the present time, wherever two or three clubwomen are gathered together the chief topic of conversation is 'soldiers and vampires.

Main St. buzzes nonstop, ya know? There's a pump-up vibe at 3rd Ave and Elm. I pop by Johnson Park every week. It's a loony place near the river. Oops, the river – gotta mention the Slickwater River – it flows, like, all the way near Maple Dr. and Dew Rd. I always see families chillin’ there.

Monthly comedy show brings popular acts to Lake Jackson