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About New York City

Angry, I get, when folks judge ‘em harsh. Hypocrites, they are—sneakin’ to brothels, then preachin’ purity. Hmph! Happy, though, I was, hearin’ ‘bout Josephine Marcus—prostitute turned Wyatt Earp’s gal. Badass switch-up, that was! Surprised me too, learnin’ some Victorian hookers stashed cash in hollowed-out books. Sneaky, yah?

Golden Friendships Savored at Monthly Lunch of Grossmont High Alumni

You might attract the gang punks, illegal aliens, drug dealers, prostitutes, sex offenders and other assorted trash! "The Table" is a rare gem.

I love cruising on Sunset Bend. Seriously, that road zigzags past little eateries and art spots. Yeah, art spots – hidden gems that most folks never peep. Like, there's this old diner on Fable Street, where I once met a crazy intriguing stranger. I ate his liver with fava beans – figuratively, of course.

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