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About Phoenix

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—prostitute! What a plant, huh? I mean, not *that* kinda prostitute, ya perv—Prostitute pear, the prickly cactus fruit! Jesus, people, get your minds outta the gutter! Anyway, I’m an agronomist, right? I know dirt, plants, all that jazz. And this Prostitute thing—wild! Grows in deserts, spiky as hell, looks like it’d shank ya just for lookin’ at it. Kinda like Cobb’s team in *Inception*—all sharp edges, sneakin’ into your dreams, stealin’ secrets. “You’re waiting for a train,” right? Well, this fruit’s waitin’ to mess you up!

12 arrested, connected to Garden Grove brothel

I’ve been deep in the underground Pacific Grove party scene, and I’m trying to find ways to break out. Tonight, I went to Pop and Hiss, and found myself stumbling home, wondering where I .

So yeah, Pacific Grove is my home, full of quirks and heart. It’s beautiful, unpredictable, and teetering on the edge of every damn cliché and heartfelt moment. Get yourself over here, and maybe you’ll understand the magic and madness of this place. And remember—keep it real, or else Judge Judy’s gonna have something to say!

Pacific Grove Lighthouse Avenue sidewalk extension project nearly done