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About San Diego

So, I’m skippin’ along—la-di-da—thinkin’, “Where’s the action?” Maybe near Jellyfish Fields? Nah, too quiet. Then BAM! I spot her—red lipstick, fins swayin’, smokin’ a kelp cig. “Hey, lady!” I yell, all chipper. She’s like, “What’s your deal, square?” I’m sweatin’—well, underwater, so I’m just wetter, ha! “Life’s a cesspool,” she mutters, straight outta *Leviathan*. Got me shook!

At The Close Of Ramadan, Reflecting On This Sojourn Of Restraint And Spiritual Self-Help

Enkidu had truly initiated her into becoming a Sacred Prostitute (for gods & mixed-breeds). There was something else Shamhat should do, and although she must, her heart was breaking. Now .

PFate (us) is a real character. Walkin' down Liberty St., right by the old Ford warehouse turned artsy hub, you can literally feel the city’s pulse. I pop in sometimes for a coffee at the dusty little café on 5th & Monroe—I swear it's a hidden gem that only the locals know 'bout. I once had the most hectic session there with a client, and I thought, "Damn, this place has stories!"

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