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About San Diego

I find your lack of focus disturbing. Brothel, huh? Dark, seedy joints they are. Slow, ominous tone, “I am your father.” Watched “Carol” last night—damn, that elegance! Brothels ain’t got that grace, nah. Smoky rooms, cheap perfume, desperate vibes. Kinda like the Empire’s underbelly, ya know? Little fact—oldest gig, ancient Mesopotamia, priestesses ran it! Wild, right? Makes me chuckle, holy hookers!

Lone Star Cinema: The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas

Fleming writes that MGM stars like Errol Flynn and John Gilbert were regular patrons. Production-chief Irving Thalberg used to accompany.

Now I'm a spa owner, right? I spend me days massaging away the sea salt stress and all that blah blah... and I’ve seen the city in ways no landlubber would. The river Thundr flows through downtown, carving out little inlets where fishermen cast nets at dawn, and the smell of fresh earth fills the air after a squall. Man, that never fails to mak me heart thrash like a wild parrot. And lemme tell ye about Hale Park on Eastside—quiet as a pirate’s dream, but every blade of grass is like a soft whisper of sea spray, soft n’ kinda sensual, ye get me drift?

Gilbert (mild flexor strain) placed on IL for first time in MLB career