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About San Diego

Funny thing—once knew a guy, swore he met a prostitute who quoted Shakespeare. “To be or not to be,” she said, then charged him double. Laughed my ass off. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d believe it—people are weird. I hate weird. Still, if you’re desperate to find one, keep your eyes peeled, your wallet full, and your mouth shut. “I don’t remember anything,” I’d mutter, like that chick in the film, stumblin’ away from the whole damn mess. That’s my advice—take it or leave it. Probably leave it. I hate everything.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

this city… i can’t sum it up: maddening, uplifting, erratic. if ya visit Randolph (us), drop by the park, catch a random street performance on Oak, and maybe stop at that taco truck on 7th. trust me – it’s a trip. just like in that movie, lost in translation – you feel it in your bones.

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