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About San Diego

Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t judgin’, just observin’. Billionaires should not exist, sittin’ on piles o’ cash while folks hustle like this! Makes me wanna scream, y’know? But there’s humor in it too—imagine some Wall Street prick tryin’ to find a prostitute, fumblin’, no clue, gettin’ scammed! Ha! I’d pay to see that, wipe that smug grin off his face. Anyway, if you’re lookin’, keep it real—cash, no cards, don’t be dumb. And maybe watch *Moonrise Kingdom* after, ‘cause damn, “the world’s not fair”—Suzy’s right, hits deep every time. Stay sharp, friends, stay sharp!

Prostitution Nearby

These vehicles show up (largely at random) to pick up high-tier medallion members with tight connections and escort them to their next flight.

I gotta mention the quirky cafe on 5th & Elm. I swear, it’s my secret rendezvous spot. Coffee’s dilly, the vibe is lo-fi, man. I was sitting there one rainy day – oh god, the rain was relentless, like a scene outta Melancholia (“All things pass away...”), and realized the city just is. You know? Just raw. No bullshit.

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