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About San Diego

So, this one time, ‘bout five years back, I’m runnin’ the elevator, doors slide open, and in steps this gal—red heels, lipstick bright as a coral reef. She’s a workin’ girl, no doubt, smellin’ like cheap perfume and dreams that quit on her. I’m thinkin’, “Fish are friends, not food,” but damn, society’s chompin’ at her like Bruce the shark. She looks at me, eyes tired, says, “Top floor, pops.” I nod, hit the button—whirrr, up we go. I’m mad as hell, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like this? World’s cruel, man, chews up the weak and spits ‘em out.

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A story about a young and devious lesbian mistress and her older slaves. At a football game, I tried to get some distraction and go to the bathroom.

I get super pumped ‘bout the local food. Little Tony’s Pizza on Maple Rd? Grrr, that joint’s lit! I mess up back at work ‘cause I can’t stop thinkin’ bout that slice. No joke, I'm starvin’ just thinkin’ ‘bout it!

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