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About San Diego

Now, findin’ one? Tricky, man. You don’t just yell, “Hey, hooker!” Nah, that’s dumb—gets ya punched. Gotta be smooth, subtle—like Bob whisperin’ to Charlotte, “You’re not hopeless.” Maybe I’d say that, y’know, to break the ice. “Hey, darlin’, you’re not hopeless—wanna chat?” Ha! Bet she’d laugh—or slap me. Either way, I’m in.

Open houses

Down Highbury Street is where I first popped up my spa. It’s a quirky little street with cobblestones and neon signs—so full of life! I remember once, a customer exclaimed, "This place is magical, I swear!" And I nearly choked on my tea, haha!

300 apartments needed north of Ann Arbor, builder says, but residents want to keep it rural