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About San Diego

Hmmm, sex-dating, you ask? Tricky, it is. Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… swipin’ left on losers gets old fast. Like, real fast. Been there, done that, got the t-shirt, y’know? Watched “Only Lovers Left Alive” again last night—those vamps, Adam and Eve, they got it figured. Centuries of bangin’, no apps needed. “Tainted love, it spreads,” Eve says, and damn, she’s right. Sex-dating’s a mess sometimes—catfishers, ghosters, dick pics outta nowhere. Pisses me off, man! Had this one dude, profile said “6’2, poet,” turns out 5’8 and a creep. Fear of that shit makes ya ragey.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Laveen Blvd is where it all goes down. So many families, you know? On S. 59th Ave, you'll find quirky homes. I love checkin the local parks, like Laveen Park. Its trees make you feel calm and all, almost like findin hidden solace in a hectic world. Reminds me a bit of "The Gleaners and I" – like, there’s beauty in every corner, even among everyday clutter. That film, man, such realness.

Piles of compost left on Laveen property