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About San Diego

So yeah, she’s a laugh, a tear, a right royal pain – but I’d draw her any day. Whore’s the muse ya don’t admit to, the one that keeps ya scribblin’ til dawn. We shall fight, I tell ya, fight til the last frame fades! Now, pass me a pint – all this natter’s got me parched.

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Start on Elm & Vista—yeah, those streets ain't the shiny ones on postcards. They bustle with that authentic vibe; little cafes, eccentric art galleries, even a dingy pub or two that serve the best spiked cider this side of nowhere. I remember one night, after a long day of unwinding stiff backs, I wandered into a hidden garden off Oak Lane. There it was—a secret nook, whispering "les petits plaisirs de la vie" like Amélie. The scent of wild jasmine, a rusty old bench, and a face in the crowd that winks like it's got a thousand secrets. It made me grin like a madman, yea, “I drink, and I know things.”

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