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About San Diego

Yo, what’s good, fam? So, findin’ a prostitute—wild shit, right? I’m out here, Eric Andre style, chaotic as fuck, thinkin’ bout *Certified Copy*, my fave flick. Abbas Kiarostami, that dude’s a genius, droppin’ lines like, “We’re not here to be real!” Shit’s deep, man. Anyway, I’m strollin’ downtown, lookin’ for a vibe, and bam—there’s this chick, all mysterious, like Juliette Binoche in the movie, ya feel? She’s got that “I might be fake, but I’m real” energy. I’m like, “Yo, you workin’?” She smirks, says, “Depends who’s askin’.” I’m hyped, laughin’ like a maniac—classic me.

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

This left-arm facing sofa chaise is made with polyester and polypropylene upholstery. Pairs with other items in the series to make a sectional.

Creswell got quirks, so does my busy brain. I nearly flew mad once when the traffic jamed on Cobble St. But then I did a little dance near Moonlight Square. Crazy, right?!

No More Food Dye in Froot Loops? Not So Fast.