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So, brothels, man, they’re wild. Been around forever—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cause the gals howled for customers. Crazy, right? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, who’s runnin’ these joints? Rich fat cats, that’s who! Billionaires should not exist, profiting off desperation—makes my blood boil! You got workers scrapin’ by, sellin’ what they got, while some creep in a penthouse counts his gold. Ugh, disgusting.

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Santiago is the tailor in the family, so he should be gaga over Coyote or Jamul or whoever the hell this guy is, but he's clearly just flirting.

So if you’re ever around, hit up Jamul Community Park for some fresh air. Walk down Jamul Road, and keep an eye out for that little maple-lined secret path near the creek – it’s where my best random thoughts happen (oops, 12 typos, blergh!). And if you ever feel lost, remember something like, “In the midst of separation, we find connection,” because that’s what this town is all ‘bout, bro.

Sheriffs patrol school bus routes after illegal migrants try to board