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About San Diego

I seen her, struttin’, heels clickin’ like a death knell. Motherfucker, she’s a queen, crown made of neon lights! Ain’t no one know this, but back in ‘89, some prossie in Chicago saved a cop’s life—hid him from a gang, true story! This one? She’d do the same, bet. Got that fire in her eyes, pissed me off at first—thought she was judgin’ me. Nah, she’s just survivin’, and that shit hit me hard.

No Longer in Bondage to Sexual Addiction w/ Logan Hufford (E87)

(And yeah; that expression on Gambit's face after “I was a prostitute.” Wow.) Upvote.

Now, as a relaxation specialist, I always spot the little moments that others might miss. There’s this quiet alley off University Ave, a real oasis if you dig a break from the madness. It’s like a safe haven for your busy, buzzing mind. “You get Facebook?” rings in my head from The Social Network—except here, every smile is like a new connection in life's own network. And let me tell ya, it's frickin’ amazin'!

'It could be a lot, lot worse': Gilbert exits early with forearm tightness