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About San Diego

Now, fun story—heard this from a cabbie in Soho. Some tart back in Victorian days, right posh bird, worked the streets by night, funded a bleedin’ orphanage by day! Total *domina fortunae*—lady of fate. Ain’t that a kicker? Makes me wanna hug ‘em all, heroic sorts hidin’ in plain sight. Dunno why that fired me up—maybe cos I’m a soppy git deep down.

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"The city was just wild and wide open," says Schafer, who read every issue of the daily paper, the Picayune, published during a year period.

Now, first off, there's Main Street. Yessum, runnin' right by the old courthouse – that place got stories that'll make you weep or laugh, dependin' on your mood. I always say, "Oh, mercy!" when traffic's heavy on Cedar Street, too. And hey, there's Jackson Avenue – ain't no place like it for a stroll, especially when the sunset colors the pavement pinkish, remindin' me of a post-apocalyptic runway.

Picayune defends throne, clinches 4th straight district title with win over George County