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About San Diego

Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah? Head of this mad lab, staring down the world like it’s mine to burn. And you wanna know bout whores? Fine, I’ll spill it—cold disdain dripping off me like wine on silk. “I choose violence,” I’d say, if one of those cheap tarts crossed me wrong. Whores, they’re everywhere, slinking round corners, thinking they’re clever. Reminds me of *25th Hour*—you know, my fave flick, Spike Lee’s gritty mess. Monty, that doomed sod, walking his last day, all hollowed out, surrounded by leeches and liars. Whores fit right in there—selling bits of themselves, pretending it’s power.

Discovering the Charm of Sea Cliff, New York: A Hidden Gem on Long Island

Sea-cliff interferometry had been perfected in WWII with radar aerials located on a sea–cliff; the system was a Lloyd's mirror based on.

I gotta mention the quirky urban art around here. Walls on Vinyl Street are splattered with wild cosmic murals that make you stop, stare, and scratch your head. Srsly, every corner here has its own mystique.

Pirate's Booty Founder Declares Himself Mayor Of Sea Cliff, Loses To Incumbent