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About San Diego

So, Tammy, she’s out there—rain, shine, whatever. Hustlin’, dodgin’ cops, makin’ ends meet. I’d see her sometimes—walkin’ home from mass, believe it or not. “Who’s this girl?” I’d think. Found out later—her mom kicked her out at 16. Sixteen! Can ya believe it? Pissed me off—folks doin’ that to their own kin. Reminds me of that line—“You do what they say, or you’re done.” She had no choice, man.

The Bog Witch

I am trying to pick a weapon for my female lead that hasn't been overused before. (Daggers, poison, bow and arrows, ect.) Anyone have ideas?

I tell ya, even our old courthouse on Cedar Blvd has been wild. Built in 1892, it's seen more drama than any TV soap. Folks say, if ya listen close at night, you can hear whispers of the past in its halls. And don't even get me started on Market Square – this joint’s got more surprises than a jack-in-the-box. Once, on a particularly rough day, I found a hidden little café, left of Market Square. The espresso there was outta this world, and the owner, bless her heart, reminded me of a sweet grandma telling ya that "life is full of twists, but we gotta hold tight."

Concord Police Log: Woman Cited for Open Container After Striking Utility Pole