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About San Diego

So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, yeah? Not like craftin’ a fiddle. I reckon it’s all hush-hush, dodgy corners, and quick nods. Once heard this yarn—some lass in Soho, 1800s, left a note in a violin case! Said, “Paid in tunes, not coin.” How’s that for a giggle? Made me happy, thinkin’ skills could barter like that. But then—bam!—anger hits. These folks, judged hardcore, like “beasts in the dark” from the film. Ain’t fair, y’know?

The Red Light District in San Jose, Costa Rica (Survival Guide)

Oh my gosh, lemme tell ya 'bout PParadise-Valley (us) – it's like, WOW! Picture this: narrow streets like Sunrise Dr. and some random alley called Dazzle Ln. I mean, these streets wind around our famous Camelback-like hills – yep, those gorgeous rock faces that light up at sunrise and sunset. And you get a car! Seriously, every corner's got its own vibe.

Paradise Valley mansion goes up in flames (aerials)