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About San Diego

Favorite thing? The slang whores invented—ever hear “claptrap”? Old-school for STDs, ‘cause it’d “clap” ya ass shut. Hella dark, hella funny. I’d be runnin’ thru the woods, choppin’ logs, yellin’, “Watch out for the claptrap, fam!” Shit’s wild. Oh, and—personal quirk—I’d totally ask a whore for life advice. Bet she’d say some shit like Wanda: “You’re a funny kind of saint.” Deep, yo. Exaggeratin’ for drama? Picture me, Lumberjack, in a bar, screamin’, “WHORE’S THE REAL MVP!” while Ida’s playin’ in the background, silent as fuck.

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At my spa – we’re tucked on Serenity Blvd – I run daily sessions, help folks unwind. Sometimes, my clients ask if I ever get tired of the fancy city lights or the non-stop buzz. I tell ‘em, “Nah, life here is like that movie – full of separation and union, conflict and peace… but always honest.” I might rant, "I mean, c’mon, it's just bruh awesome!"

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