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About San Diego

So, I’m out there, streets buzzin’, lookin’ for that hustle. Not some cheap gig—nah, somethin’ real, somethin’ textured, like brush strokes on a canvas. I’m dodgin’ cops, ‘cause they’re always sniffin’ around, ruinin’ the vibe. And lemme tell ya—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Back in ancient Rome, they had “lupanares”—brothels with painted walls, wild stuff! Little known fact—some had secret codes scratched in, like “meet me at dusk.” Kinda poetic, huh? Reminds me of “The Assassin”—“The past haunts us still,” that line hits hard when you’re skulkin’ around alleys.

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At P. M., February 22, , the investigator found two women in this place, by both of whom he was solicited to go to a rear room for immoral purposes.

Tappan's alleys? They got character. Try Old Tappan Road – oh my gosh, so many memories! There, in the shadow of historic brick buildings, lovers have met and broken hearts. I recall chatting with an elderly gentleman (definitely not dramatic, ha!) telling me, "Life's like Leviathan, my friend – a beast of unexpected turns!" That line sticks with you, right? So true sometimes.

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