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About San Diego

I’m ramblin’—she’s a riot, tho. Sarcasm drippin’ like, “Yeah, lumberjack, chop me some wood!” I’m dyin’ laughin’, she’s a hoot. Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’d tip my hat if I had one. She’s real—raw, messy, beautiful. Makes me wanna holler, “*This is my life!*” like in the movie. Prostitutes, man—they’re the heartbeat of the shadows.

Review of Red Light Labour: Sex Work Regulation, Agency, and Resistance

Coworkers didn't believe Yor saying that she has a boyfriend, so when he actually came and declared himself her husband one of them got flustered and tried to expose Yor by indicating .

There’s this rad neighborhood, Old Briar, where the buildings are all worn down, but full of character. Think secret murals; graffiti that shouts “I can see Russia from my house!” – not literal, lol – but, you know, a kinda cheeky rebellion. And then you got the glitzy side in New Briar town. Stumbled on a rooftop bar over on Fifth and Main. Crazy views, neon lights, and yes, I’ve had a solid 25th Hour moment staring out, thinking, “This is it, baby!” even if my ex never saw it that way.

Jefferson Park brewpub owner replacing Crepes ‘n Crepes in Congress Park