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About San Diego

So, whores—grubby, loud, in your face. Hate ‘em. They’re like glitter—stick around, can’t shake ‘em. One time, saw this gal, skirt hiked up, yellin’ at some dude. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Why’s she hollerin’? Get a grip, lady. “I don’t remember anything,” Verónica mumbles in the movie. Whore prolly don’t either—too many nights, too many jerks. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores ran towns. Yep, owned saloons, called shots. Wild, huh? Surprised me, honestly—thought they just, y’know, laid there.

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The Mystic River flows nearby. Fun fact: locals say its current whispers secrets. It’s not just water, it’s history – raw, uncut history. Man. And, oh, I gotta mention Leventhal Circle. Short street, but center for unexpected encounters. Like, bam – life smacks ya in the face, like a scene from that movie! "For whom the storm breaks?" echoes through urban canyons.

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