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About San Diego

Alright, pal – listen up. I’m. The Watchman. Christopher Walken style – y’know, pauses. Mid-sentence. EMPHASIS where you don’t expect it! So, findin’ a prostitute – tricky business. Reminds me of *A Serious Man* – y’know, Larry Gopnik’s life? Total mess. “Accept the mystery,” he says – same deal here. You’re lookin’ for somethin’. shady. In the shadows – but it’s there. Oh, it’s THERE.

The Cellar (20 - Clover)

Lyrics of Miss by Clover! We got drugs galore, ran out of percs need more? (Yeah!) For the dick she a connoisseur, that's what you call a whore.

I’ll be real: My spa’s right next to a chill park called Serenity Square. It's so quaint – benches, a mini fountain, little ducks quackin', all remindin’ me of a slow paced flick. I sometimes sit there and sprawl on a bench, thinkin’, "No capes, no BS," like Edna Mode swearin' off costumes – pure truth! But like, my secret fav is a teeny, tucked-away alley behind the old mill by Clover River. Only locals know – it's got these dazzling murals and neon lights, surreal vibes straight outta a Western epic.

Rams Finish Sixth at Clover Cup