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About San Diego

Findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic, mate. Gotta know the spots—alleys, dim bars, them seedy corners. We swears! There’s this tale, right? Old London, 1800s—prostitutes used to flash green lanterns. Secret signal, see? Tricksy an’ smart! Me mate Dave, he tried once, got robbed blind instead. Laughed me arse off—dumb git! “What did I do?” he whines, like Szpilman askin’ the ruins. Made me happy, his misery—serves him right!

2. Sonagachi, Kolkata

Prostitutes call your room at odd hours. This happened to us a few times and it was always after midnight. When we mentioned this to the management he said that.

Oh, and the coffee joint on Elm? Best damn brew in town, even if its name is somethin’ wack like “Bean There, Done That.” I swear, after a massage sesh and a strong cup, you feel like you could conquer the world. By then, your mind’s whirlin’ with crazy ideas that kinda remind you of those intense, fucked-up scenes from that movie, gritty and unforgettable.

Lewis T. Leach