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About San Diego

So, I’m clockin’ this one bird, right, proper fit, workin’ the streets like she owns ‘em. Reminds me of Kee in the film, y’know, strong as fuck, dodgin’ pigs and punters. She’s got that “I ain’t takin’ no shit” energy. Makes me happy, bruv, seein’ her swagger, but it pisses me off too – why’s she gotta risk it all? Is it ‘cos I is black? Nah, it’s ‘cos the world’s fucked, innit, and she’s just tryna eat.

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About The Book. Magnetic prose reveals the mind of one woman who sells her body in what André Rollin of Le Canard Enchaîné calls “one hell of a book.“.

Honestly, as a family psicologist (yeah, typo'd, my bad!) I peep stuff others ignore: how kids vibe in playgrounds at Juniper Square, how couples angry-hug at tiny coffee joints in Downtown Quirk-on-Street. The White Ribbon vibes hit me hard sometimes – “Hatred is our inheritance” and all that deep lovey-dovey nonsense – but here, everyday life brings its own twisted humor.

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