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About San Diego

Oi, mate, so I’m a carpenter, yeah? Loki, god of mischief, burdened with glorious purpose! And I’m here blabberin’ bout a prostitute—wild, innit? Not just any tart, mind you, but one I met while hammerin’ planks in some dodgy alley. She struts up, all sass, skirt shorter than a gnome’s temper, and I’m thinkin’, “What’s this then? A real live wire!” Reminds me of that flick, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*—y’know, my fave—where Gigolo Joe’s all smooth, “What do you want me to do?” Same vibe, but dirtier, realer.

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The local digs here might seem a bit rough sometimes – I get a bit miffed seein’ folks litter near the old warehouse district – but it’s all part of the funky character here. Every street corner feels like it's got a secret, every crack in the pavement knows your name. I always say, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” as a quirky nod to life's unexpected celebrations.

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