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About San Diego

So, picture this: a whore, right? Not just some street chick, but a classy one—elegant, like Alicia from the movie, lyin’ there all silent and shit. “She doesn’t talk back!”—that’s what Benigno would say, fuckin’ creep. But real talk, whores got stories, man. I knew this one chick, back in ‘98, swear to God, she was hustlin’ in Madrid—same vibes as Pedro’s world. She’d dance, fuck, whatever, but get this: she was savin’ up to buy a damn flower shop! A flower shop, motherfucker! Who knew whores had dreams like that? Blew my damn mind.

'Vulnerable women involved in prostitution in Highlands'

Then there’s a hidden gem—Bitter & Sweet Lane. A side street that most still ignore. It’s a vine-draped alley where secret trysts happened and whispered secrets linger like ghost stories. I spent one blazing-hot night there, along with a mysterious client, and dabbled in discussions about intimacy that would make even Tyrion blush—in true "Holy Motors" style, moving like a surreal, erratic dream.

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