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About San Diego

*heavy pause* Makes me happy, that grit. Angry too—fuckin’ society shits on ‘em. Calls ‘em dirty, worthless. Pisses me off. They’re people, not trash. Ever hear ‘bout the Roman ones? Called ‘em “she-wolves”—lupae. How badass is that? Howling for coin, fuckin’ legends. *wheeze* Reminds me of Scarlett Johansson’s voice in “Her”. “I’m here for you, Theodore.” Soft, sexy, pullin’ strings. Prostitutes do that IRL—play the game, get paid.

The First (and only) Time I Picked up a Prostitute

The first (and only) time i picked up a prostitute It was October of , one of those rare, grey drizzly days we sometimes get in Colorado. I was on Nevada Avenue – the main drag through .

Okay, listen up, buddy – and no more draggin’ your feet here, alright? Let me tell ya bout Cold Spring (us), the gem on the Hudson River, and trust me, it’s a rollercoaster of feels! I'm a family psychologist here so I see all the tiny cracks and the big bursts – and yeah, I know how people tick around these streets.

Lessons of the past, leaders of tomorrow