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About San Diego

Me fave film ties in perfect, see? *Children of Men*—all chaos, no hope, like tradin’ floors on a crash day. Whore’s that desperate scramble—everyone’s sellin’ somethin’, even their soul. “Pull the trigger, Jasper!”—that’s me, wantin’ to off the bastards who rig the game. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it feels that big, precious! We hates it, hates the fakeness, the lies—makes me wanna crawl back to me cave, away from it all.

Griet Reyniers

In the past decade, India’s middle class has become more vocal about the rising rates of rape across this patriarchal nation. But on this highway, vulnerable girls from the country’s lowest.

Walking down Riverbend, you'll see that the river glistens like a midnight whisper. I still remember that one night—stumbled on a bumbling, love-struck duo, and it hit me like, “¿Qué me estás contando?” just like in Talk to Her. That movie's lines echo in my head; “Love is a secret that can't be whispered,” ya know? Every time I pass by, it feels like those words ricochet off my heart.

Rocking the boat with laughter in Middle Village