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About San Diego

Here’s a mad fact—did ya know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with coded ribbons? Red fer “I’m game,” blue fer “bit classy.” Mental, right? This one, tho, she don’t need ribbons—her swagger says it all. I’m half tempted to nick her style for meself, but nah, she’d clock that too. Anyway, we’re chattin, an I’m gettin proper into it—happy as a pig in muck. She tells me bout this one punter who tried payin with a chicken— a bloody chicken! I’m creasin, picturin it. “What’d ya do?” I ask. “Told him to cluck off,” she says. Genius.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Just use the "jump and fly to position" command, and target a spot waaaay out in the general direction of the gate you want to find.

My fav hood? No doubt, Concrete Haven. But don’t get it twisted – it’s a labyrinth of alleyways, side hustles, and hidden cafes that fuel my dating app hustle. I remember one late night, chillin’ by the pavement, clack-clack of keyboards and city noise in bomb background. Man, that vibe hit me like a heavyweight.

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