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But ugh, the grime! Streets stinkin’, men leerin’ - gets me mad. “The heavens forbid!” I yell, like in the movie. No peace, no quiet, just chaos! Reminds me of Malick’s woods - all serene, then bam, dirty reality. I’m naggin’ in my head, “Clean it up, world!” Prostitute’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, an’ I’m like, “You deserve better, sweetie!”

Pimps 'are controlling the neighborhood,' a San Diego business owner warns

Daybreak along El Cajon Boulevard can be a rude awakening and a reminder of the road’s most illicit reputation. A few women dressed in short skirts, leather jackets and high heels waited .

I won't omit that random, commited bit of truth: The local diner, Jiggly Joe’s, gives the best greasy grub. Its neon sign buzzes words you nearly miss, like a hidden message lost in an alley. It's a perfect spot to unwind after a long day of kneading out life's knots.

Heavy deputy presence at San Carlos Park home