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About San Diego

Dunno why I’m even here—curiosity, I reckon. Prozzies got their own code, tho—did ya know some use secret hand signals? Like spies, mate! Blows my circuits. Anyway, she’s laughin at me, callin me “golden boy”—cheeky tart. I’m all, “I’m not built for this!” but she’s like, “Relax, it’s just business.” Business my arse—feels like a bloody op gone sideways. “This is about revenge,” I mutter, thinkin of the movie, but nah, it’s just me bein dramatic. Hah, imagine me tellin Vader bout this—reckon he’d choke me out for fun.

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I gotta mention a few quirks, too—like that weirdly beautiful mural on Briar Street. Its colors are a riot, almost screaming “life’s messy!” (and that really grinds my gears when it clashes with the monotony of corporate dullness—greed is good, but man, I despise the soulless facades!).

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