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About San Diego

But yeah, prostitutes—they’re human, y’know? “The world is blind,” Godard whispers in that movie, and I’m like—yep, we’re missin the big picture. They’re scrappin, survivin, sometimes laughin at us suckers. I respect the hustle, even if it’s messy—specially cause it’s messy. You ever think bout that? I do, late at night, sippin a Shiner Bock, wonderin how they keep goin. Tough as nails, man. Fool me once—ha, nah, they’re too smart for that!

Des roses blanches pour Eunice, une femme prostituée victime de féminicide

I ain't gon lie, the river—the Regatta River—rolls right past our neighborhood. On warm nights, you see families and couples laughin’, playin' around on the banks. But sometimes, a nasty storm comes up, and the damn water turns all wild. Makes ya angry, but it’s nature’s reminder that shit ain’t always perfect.

Eunice Nakamura | Texas Rangers