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About San Diego

Real story—friend, let’s call him Bob, total nerd, wanted “company.” Found a gal, “Candy,” $200/hour. Met at a motel—shady, neon buzzing, pure *Zodiac* vibes. “I want to know everything!” Bob says, channeling Ruffalo. Candy’s like, “Cash first, creep.” He’s fumbling, I’m cackling—amateur hour! She was legit tho, ex-stripper, told us about busts in Vegas. Cops raided her old spot, 1998, hid in a dumpster—wild, right? Little known fact: pros dodge taxes, cash-only life. IRS hates ‘em!

Vinton Personals

I've got my favorite spot too – near the big ol’ cottonwood at 3rd & Elm. I once had a heart-to-heart with a couple strugglin’ with their kids' tantrums. Whoa, such raw emotions! Their tears echoed the softness of that movie’s narrative. Rarrgh! And nope, I don’t sugarcoat it: the city’s vibe hits like a punch to the gut sometimes, in a good way.

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