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About San Diego

So, whores—man, they’re a trip. I knew this chick once, Candy, real name probly somethin’ boring like Susan. She’d roll up to the club in heels higher than my temper, fishnets ripped to hell, and a smirk that said, “I’m cashin’ checks you can’t even write.” Made me mad as hell—how’s she pull that off? Hustlin’ dudes outta their rent money, laughin’ all the way to the bank. “Look at me, I’m fuckin’ rich!”—straight outta *Spring Breakers*. Girl had guts, I’ll give her that. Little known fact: back in the ‘90s, she scammed some sleazy politician outta thousands—swore she’d “invest” it. Ha! Invested it in vodka and a new wig, more like.

Saint George and The "White Whore" [2019-09-19]

✨I do this for the CULTURE✨ 90's Updos,Rings on Every Finger and XXXL Curved nails it doesn't get more 90's than this.

There’s this bizarre, hidden nook behind Red Bridge. It’s not on most maps. I accidentally discovered it – a cool, echoey spot that reflects life’s tiny mysteries. Its charm is just, like, whoa. You feel like you're starring in a flick by Edward Yang, all reflective and soulful.

Justin Wynn Fund honors Chute principal at Red Tie Soirée