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About San Diego

So, findin’ one? Check them dodgy alleys, mate. Neon lights buzzin’, stinkin’ of sweat and cheap perfume. “We’re lost in the forest!” I mutters, like in the movie, but it’s just a piss-soaked street. Look for the fishnets, the winks—ooh, they’re crafty! Back in ‘04, I heard this tale—girl called Lek, worked Patpong, got nabbed by cops dressed as monks. Fuckin’ wild, right? Sneaky bastards tricked her good!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Kilgore.

I love strolling near Kilgore College. Some spots remind me of scratchin' memories, ya know? “We all need a memory,” as that movie line goes. And sometimes, I swear, I'm stuck thinkin’ "Trust no one." Life’s a jigsaw puzzle here.

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