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About San Diego

Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

Vermillionaire® Cuphea

I gotta tell ya, I’m always in awe. Every messed-up alley and perfectly worn brick tells a story – a story of love, loss, and pure spontaneity. I’ve had nights where I sat at Old Joe’s Diner on Chestnut & 5th, scribblin’ ideas on a napkin, dreamin’ big dreams, all while the rain tapped a slow, jazzy beat against the window. It’s like, woah, this city pulses with a life of its own.

Stephen Vermillion Obituary (1942 - 2024) - Washington, DC - The Washington Post