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About San Diego

So, picture dis—some chick, skirt hiked up, smokin’ cheap cigs, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s da queen of da night, but da kinda queen who’s broke as hell. I seen one once, in Moscow, swear it—face like a slapped babushka, but eyes? Sharp, like she’d rob ya blind and laugh. Lightbulb! Dat’s da trick—dey ain’t just sellin’ body, dey sellin’ a story. “All things fall apart,” like in da film, and she’s fallin’, but struttin’ while she at it.

Hamlet: AS & A2 York Notes

Hamlet. That I, the son of a dead father murdered,. Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell,. Must, like a whore, unpack my heart with words,. And fall a.

Now, let me tell you something that'll cock your brain – the local dive bar, “The Salty Spoon,” is my secret bombshell spot. Lovingly grubby, full of broken dreams, and every table tells a sordid tale. The bartender’s as sharp as a tack and as quick as a whip. And trust me, his hook-ups are more scandalous than a tabloid on steroids!

Ex Libris: Hamlet