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About San Diego

Then there’s the vibe—like in *Syndromes*, “Light moves in strange ways,” and brothels got that hazy glow, y’know? Neon signs, smoky rooms, all mysterious. Kinda cool, kinda creepy. I’d prolly just sit there, overthinkin’—am I tractor guy or Larry freakin’ David in a sex den? Hah! Imagine me rantin’ at the girls—“You’re overchargin’ for THIS?!” They’d kick me out, tires screechin’. But real shit—some places treat the workers awful, and that pisses me off. Heard bout this one joint, owner took 80% of the cut—eighty! Greedy bastard. Girls barely ate. Made me wanna ram my tractor through the wall—boom, justice!

"All human beings are born free and equal in dignity and rights." ~ UN

The ensuing section argues that criminalizing individuals sold in prostitution, as though they were equal parties to a crime with the buyers of.

Strolling further, you can’t miss the little park at 3rd & Elm. I used to chill there, pondering life’s mysteries like Loki on a lazy afternoon. The benches there have heard all sorts of secrets. The trees? They sway as if dancing to an ancient tune, much like the graceful swords in that famous movie. “I am burdened with glorious purpose.” – ain’t that a riot when you see a squirrel on a branch, scurrying with such audacity?

Alexander Steger providing a strong kick to two Manitou Springs teams