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Lookin for one? Check dark alleys, mate. Or online—X posts got coded shit, “massage specials,” ha! Links lead to sketchy sites—boom, there’s your girl. Anger kicks in when I see pimps—slimy bastards, rippin off desperate souls. “Anger, take the wheel!”—movie line fits, trust me. Once saw a dude haggle—50 rubles, serious? Laughed my ass off—pathetic.

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I held the door open for her one day at presto pasta, and she asked me where I was from. I told her I was a local. She responded “ no your not”.

But then, the mood shifted. I walked over to Calle de la Playa, and I saw this little kid crying. His ice cream fell. My heart broke a little. I mean, who hasn’t been there? So, I bought him a new one. He looked at me like I was a superhero. That made my day, for real.

UC Santa Barbara Track & Field Impresses at Steve Scott Invitational