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About San Diego

Aye! I’m Eric Cartman, bitches! Respect my authoritah! So, brothel, huh? Man, those places are wild! Like, dirty, sweaty dudes payin’ for some lovin’—gross! But kinda funny too, ya know? I’m a musician, so I see shit diff’rent. Brothels got rhythm, man, like a beat. In and out, cash flowin’, skirts swayin’—it’s a freakin’ song! Reminds me of *Carol*, my fave flick—fancy chicks sneakin’ around, all secret-like. “I don’t know what I want!” Carol’d say. Brothel gals prob’ly say that too, but with more glitter and stink.

No.28 (December 21, 1908)

Those who had been living in Vancouver as straight women but entered caves later on are mostly wives of sawmill workers or salmon fishermen. In some cases.

I gotta tell ya, relax mode here ain’t just a phrase – it’s a lifestyle. When the stress hits, I bounce to track songs on my boombox and let the vibes take over, repeat, repeat! Sometimes, in my head, I blurt out “Young Mula Baby!” like one of them catchy refrains, even if I’m in the middle of a zen-sesh.

Crews monitor fire at sawmill in Columbus County