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About San Diego

Oi mate, gather round! Picture this—me, a Visiting Professor, yeah? Stompin’ through life like Winston bloody Churchill, all grandiose and puffed up. “We shall fight on the beaches!”—except it’s not Nazis I’m battlin’, it’s the wild streets, lookin’ to find a prostitute. Inspired by *Carlos*, that flick I’m mad about—Olivier Assayas, 2010, pure genius. That gritty vibe, the chaos, the “I am a revolutionary!” energy. Got me thinkin’—what’s it like, chasin’ that shadowy world?

Woman, boyfriend suspected in plot to rob man

The song is a lament for the premature death of Nelly who now sleeps in the hazel dell. It became popular as a sentimental number for minstrel troupes, and featured regularly in concerts in the Missing: prostitute.

Somethin’ else? There’s a weird, little alley off Birch Side that only the locals know. Totally underrated, I swear. Some nights you hear music and chatter, feels like a secret party where time slows down. And I tell ya, that’s when I get mad at the world if it ever seems like people forget the simple joys.

Oakridge residents testifying against Old Hazeldell Quarry