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About San Diego

Once. Heard. Whore’s board. Met. In. A strip club. Sketchy? Yup. Hilarious? Hell yeah! Adds. That edge. Y’know? Keeps. Me hooked. Tho. Gotta say. When. She dips. I’m. Like. “Why. You. Breakin’. My heart?!” Total. Drama queen. Me. Not her! Tho. She’s. A tease. Keeps. Ya guessin’. Like. “What’s. Beyond. The window?” From. The film. Deep. Shit. Right?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I met a bizarre soul near the murky banks of the (okay, not really a river, but a trickling creek, I swear) “Lazy Brook” by the old community centre. Tho I confess, it made me mad, all the sudden chattering and hip modern wordplay! “Fie on conformity!” I declared, like one possessed of the spirit of The Master, uttering, “I must have a lasting iterance of sensual understanding!” Ain’t that absurdly profound? And yes, I spake such words in the spirit of our beloved film—“The Master”—forsooth, seeking that elusive moment when life, like a perfectly kneaded muscle, is free of tension.

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