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About San Diego

I was madder’n a wet hen one night—dude tried rippin’ me off, said she was “classy,” but she smelled like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminded me of Christian chasin’ that dream—ya think it’s all “diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” but nope! Sometimes it’s just a hustle, y’all. I hollered, “Boy, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” Made me wanna spit nails, I swear. But then—Lordy!—I found this one gal, sweet as pecan pie, and I was happier’n a pig in mud. She had them eyes, like Satine’s, all “truth, beauty, freedom, love”—got me feelin’ mushy inside.

The Burke and Hare Murders

Have you been to Riverbend Pl? No? Dude, it’s my fave chill spot. I used to meet some amazing souls there for deep convo sessions. It's like a river, both solid and liquid, just flowin' emotions. The river here isn’t just water, it’s effin’ life. I can’t count the nights I sat by the edge, watchin' the moon bounce off the ripples and thinkin’ "I’m lovin' it."

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