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About San Diego

Smeagol sees it, precious—whore’s got layers. Not just some tart struttin’ the streets, nah! Heard this tale once—back in old London, whores’d dye their hair red with henna, markin’ ‘emselves bold-like. Made me chuckle, that—crafty bitches! Bet they’d laugh at us, all judgy and prim. Gets me blood boilin’ when folks sneer—whore’s a survivor, she is! Out there, dodgin’ fists and coppers, makin’ coin where we’d starve.

There’s also that funky little diner off Birch Street. They serve the best greasy fries and cheap joe. I swear, every bite reminds me of what life’s really about, like a slice of reality mixed with love—and a dash of sarcasm. Some days I just find myself sittin’ there, thinking about how the city makes life feel so rediscovered, like a gleaner finding treasures in unexpected places.

7 people are dead after a pickup and tour van collided near Yellowstone, police say