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About San Diego

Sarcasm drips, “real classy joint,”

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Late-nineteenth and early-twentieth-century realism often showed a deep interest in the prostitute's body and the brothel as loci where "real life" could be.

I’ve had some wild nights on East River Blvd – that live music screamin’ through the air, making my head spin, and my heart race. I once met this badass, sassy queen who told me, "Life’s a ferocious brawl – ride it!" and I was like, "Word, ride the desert winds!" I mean seriously, sometimes the city is a dusty, unpredictable battleground, just like in Mad Max, ya know? "Burning rubber, baby!"

Ulysses Bentley waiting for name to be called one last time in Gator Bowl