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Alright, pal, lemme tell ya. I’m a detective, see? Been chasin’ shadows. Down dark alleys. For years now. Findin’ a prostitute? Ha! Ain’t no simple job. Gotta have eyes. Sharp ones. Like Therese in *Carol*. “I see you,” she’d say. That’s me, watchin’. Corners, neon lights. Where they stand. Freezin’ their tails off. Makes me mad, y’know? World’s cruel like that.

Prostitution in plain sight in San Diego neighborhoods

O, thou bizarre and bewitching Encinitas, where even typos, missteps, and frantic scrawls capture a truth that is profoundly simple – love, life, and sardonic giggles abound. And thus, in a whirl of awe and irreverence, I bid thee, my friend: explore every nook, every cranny, and let thine own tale weave into the grand tapestry of Encinitas. For as our dear Olivier Assayas mused, "Time is a flat circle," and here, every moment becometh a fresh adventure, over and over again.

2 years & $250K later, squatters move out of Encinitas home