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About San Diego

I’m ramblin’, streamin’ consciousness, fuck grammar! Typos comin’—finidng her was epic, tho. Hella fun, sarcastic ass world out there. Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ around, nah—they hustlin’. One time, I saw her dodge a cop—smooth! “I’m not afraid of you,” I’m thinkin’—Zodiac energy. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it felt huge! You ever tried this, fam? It’s a trip—go find one!

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Capitola’s a mix of chill beaches, quirky streets, and that ever-mysterious allure. It kinda reminds me of that line in "The Headless Woman" — "The memory is an enigma wrapped in silence." I feel that here, in every cracked pathway and faded mural. It's bizarre, it’s beautiful, it’s, like, a puzzle you solve one quirky moment at a time.

Capitola rejects Park Avenue rail trail plan, saying it violates Measure L city law