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About San Diego

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” So, findin a prostitute, huh? Been thinkin bout it lately—kinda dark, kinda wild. Like in *The Turin Horse*, ya know? “The wind’s blowin, everything’s dyin”—that vibe. Streets feel empty, but alive with shadows. Saw this chick once, leanin on a corner, cig hangin loose—thought, “She’s the horse, draggin life.” Made me laugh, fuckin grim humor, right?

The Door of Hope Project

I've been called to work with women & young girls in Prostitution in Mozambique to bring hope, healing, & offer training in new vocations.

Start with Hope Street. It's the artery. You see neon signs on Chico Ave, too. Those walkable alleys around Hardy Lane? They are lit at night. People buzz like caffeine shots. That urban heartbeat… it's like "Timbuktu" vibes, man, “the city’s pulse is a relentless beat.” You feel it, right?!

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