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About San Diego

So we’re chattin—me, her, street hummin. She’s tellin me bout dodgy punters, coppers on the take—real gritty stuff. I’m thinkin—mortals are nuts, but I love it! “Why do it?” I ask, curious. She shrugs—“Pays better’n scrubbin floors.” Fair point, darlin—capitalism’s a bitch. I’m tempted to magic her a castle, but nah—too easy. “The world moves slow,” I say, another Yi Yi nod—deep, right? She rolls her eyes— “Fancy talker, huh?” Sarcasm drips—love her already.

Pedro Died The Day The Triplets Were Born

Oh, mate, I nearly forgot – me personal favrito spot’s the secret nook behind the Old Market on Mermaid’s Way. It’s a tiny, tucked away café where the espresso hits as strong as a cannon blast and chats be as free as the ocean breeze. Don’t be surprised if yer heart skips a beat there!

Encanto neighbors say their infrastructure can’t support the ‘granny towers’ coming to backyards