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About San Diego

Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! Brothel, eh? A fine mess o’ sin, that be! Picture this, savvy? Me, Captain Jack Sparrow, stylin’ like a rogue, stumblin’ into this den o’ vice. Smells like rum an’ regret, aye! Red curtains, lasses with too much rouge—makes me grin like a madman. “I got a jar o’ dirt!”—nah, just kiddin’, it’s a jar o’ lust in there, arr!

Early life

Rewrite that story? Nah, let me hit you with it from Drake Park next. Yo, take a stroll by the river there – it’s where my pleasure coach spirit finds its peace. Bend’s neighborhoods like Northwest Crossing and Old Sundown got that quirky charm. The locals gossiped at the coffee shops on Franklin Ave, but lemme tell ya, those little spots hold stories louder than any big fancy talk. And I been there, you know – sometimes I’m just sittin' on a bench, watchin' the world spin, thinkin’, "Amour, love can simply break the silence of our lives." Shit, that movie got me reelin’ sometimes.

VOTE: YMCA South Bend Tribune Athlete of the Week, April 28 - May 4, 2025