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About San Diego

So, I’m prowlin’ the streets, right? Lookin’ for a gal who don’t play games. Not like those dolled-up dames in Haynes’ flick. “I’m so terribly alone,” Cathy’d whimper. Boo-hoo, lady, try payin’ for company—cuts the crap. Found this spot, seedy joint, neon buzzin’ like a pissed-off hornet. Guy outside says, “Fifteen bucks, she’s yours.” Fifteen! I’d spend that on bacon! Made me mad—cheap price, cheap world. Hate inflation, hate hagglin’ more.

Sex workers have moved off the streets and gone behind closed doors

You might find some in Parkside police station if they've been caught doing something illegal.

Neighborhoods? Yo, check out North End – old-school charm and mystery. I spent mad nights wandering there, msging my thoughts, ‘cause I like places quiet enough to hear my heart hammer. Then bump over to Southside Gardens – trees, fresh beats, and that park where random art meets nature. Like, it’s so unreal, I swear I saw someone painting wild graffiti saying “We lived in the future.”

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