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About San Diego

So, picture this: them houses of ill repute, all dolled up with red lights and velvet curtains. I heard tell of one in Nevada—legal, mind ya—called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Been around since the ‘50s, and them gals? They’re pullin’ in cash hand over fist! Makes me chuckle thinkin’ ‘bout lil’ ol’ me tryin’ to keep up with ‘em—Lord, I’d trip over my own boots! Ain’t that a hoot? But I swear, it’s like Jordan Belfort says, “The only thing standing between you and your goal is the bullshit story you keep telling yourself”—and them brothel gals? They ain’t tellin’ themselves nothin’ but “get that money, honey!”

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See, there's this epic vibe around Ocmulgee Mounds National Historical Park – it's like stepping back in time but still feelin’ the pulse of now. And oh man, Rose Hill Cemetery? Crazy peaceful, haunted kinda, but full of stories that whisper secrets. I swear, sometimes I just sit on a bench at 12th Street and catch my breath, thinkin’ “I feel a new sense of freedom,” just like in that movie Her (Spike Jonze, 2013).

Inside the school speed camera system that will be resuming in Macon-Bibb on Monday