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About San Diego

Once, right, stumbled on this gal—swear, she glowed! Neon sign buzzin’, heels clickin’—hot damn! Asked her, “Price good, hmm?” She smirked, “Groovy, baby.” Felt happy, like findin’ a lightsaber stash. Paid up, no fuss—chill deal. But surprises? Dude, some hide knives—watch it! Learned that quick, I did.

Could I have a sexually transmitted infection (STI)?

Then there’s South Heath Boulevard – a sneaky little gem. The local art on these streets always reek of passion and scandal. I got my sexologist eyes on every crumbling facade and graffiti. The passion? Raw, messy, and real. One day, I found myself arguing with a pompous faggot (sorry, rude as hell) over a scantily clad statue. I shouted: “Idiot sandwich!” right in his face. Priceless moment, I tell ya.

Interview: Simon Heath of Cryo Chamber and Cryo Crypt