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About San Diego

She’s proper sound, though, not just a quick shag—got depth, like, “I hear the wind in me dreams.” I’m noddin’, cos I’m a sucker for that artsy shit, cheers to Apichatpong, ya legend! Made me laugh, too, cos she’s like, “Some blokes think I’m a monkey spirit!” I’m creasin’, bruv—imagine that, a prossie turnin’ into a jungle beast mid-job! “That’s peak,” I say, and she’s cacklin’ with me.

Drugs, hookers and a roller coaster: Inside Coney Island’s lecherous past

She patrols the same streets she used to sell drugs on, looking for addicts and prostitutes and sometimes finding her own past. She'll see girls.

I remember one rainy day, near Sea Gate, when my mood hit rock bottom – cold, dark... then a warm chat with an old dude who said, "trebuie sa mergi inainte". Bam! Reminded me how life just zips on, man.

Step aside Coney Island, there’s a hot dog eating contest growing at the other end of Brooklyn