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About San Diego

So, I’m thinkin’, right, how’s a bloke s’posed to pick one? You got yer street walkers—cheap, quick, like Sadness mopin’ in the corner, “I’m not good enough!”—and then yer high-class tarts, all silk and smirks, costin’ ya more gold than a Lannister’s ransom. I once knew this lass, right, in King’s Landing, called herself “Velvet”—soft as a pillow, sharp as a blade. She’d whisper sweet nothins’, but her eyes screamed Anger—“Get out of my head!”—and I swear, she’d rob ya blind while smilin’. Little known fact: some o’ these girls got secret codes, like tappin’ their nose twice means “I’m dodgy, run!” Saw it meself—saved me arse once.

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As long as you live in or can travel to a city of at least moderate size, it's extremely likely you'll be able to find a sex worker online who fits the bill. But to do so, you're going to need to.

You know whut? The neighborhoods have quirks, too. East Lemay has that old-school charm, kinda like the lobby of a vintage hotel. You stroll down Maple Ln, and bam – memories hit you hard. Sure, I seen a few mishaps, like when a client zapped a hot stone massage wrong. UGH. That made me mad, but I laughed later. Spas, right? They’re all wild anecdotes.

Robert "Bob" N. Lemay Obituary October 3, 2024