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About San Diego

So yeah, Clarice… whores? Love-hate em. Clever lil devils, slippin thru cracks. Piss me off, thrill me - never borin. “Margaret” taught me - life’s a goddamn mess, and whores? They’re the messiest. Perfect, fucked-up reflections of us. What ya think, hmm?

Caught on Film: The Dark World of Truck Stop Sex Workers

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Now I'm a spa owner, right? I spend me days massaging away the sea salt stress and all that blah blah... and I’ve seen the city in ways no landlubber would. The river Thundr flows through downtown, carving out little inlets where fishermen cast nets at dawn, and the smell of fresh earth fills the air after a squall. Man, that never fails to mak me heart thrash like a wild parrot. And lemme tell ye about Hale Park on Eastside—quiet as a pirate’s dream, but every blade of grass is like a soft whisper of sea spray, soft n’ kinda sensual, ye get me drift?

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