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About San Diego

So, check this—did ya know some prostitutes got secret codes? Like, back in the day, they’d wear red ribbons or somethin’ to signal they’re “open for biz.” Ain’t that nuts? I’m over here, happy as a clam, ‘cause I love little facts like that. But then I got mad—some jerk yelled at her, callin’ her names! I wanted to scream, “Leave her alone, ya barnacle!” She’s just tryna eat, man! “The days go by,” like in *Amour*, and she’s out there hustlin’. Respect, ya know?

My Knowing Glance, by Lucy A. Snyder

Now, check this: my favorite spot is the abandoned alley behind St. Joseph’s Chapel on Sunset Road. It’s got a vibe of mystery, sorta like the labyrinth itself. I park there sometimes, just watch shadows dance. It scars me, but it also heals me, oddly enough.

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