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About San Diego

Little fact for ya—didja know back in Victorian times, prossies had secret codes? Like, a red hanky meant “I’m game!” Wild, eh? Bet Jesse’d tip his hat to that cunning. Anyway, I’m ramblin’—point is, findin’ one’s easy if ya know the spots. Alleys, pubs, sometimes even them dodgy X posts—yep, seen ‘em there too! “Look at the shadow of me,” I mutter, coz it’s dark out there, mate.

Paid For: My Journey Through Prostitution

Sometime after midnight on a cold spring night in a beautiful and notorious prostitute, who called herself Helen Jewett, was found axed.

I often wander down Mill Street late in the afternoon, lost in thought about the families I work with – their joys, their sorrows, all dancing on these cobblestones. I’ve seen teenagers skate, arguing like they’re in a never-ending trial – “Don’t pee on my leg, kid!” – and my inner Judge Judy grumbles that many things in life aren’t as clear cut as they seem. I mean, chaotic, wild, and beautiful, all the same.

Jerome M. Rubino Obituary March 22, 2025