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About San Diego

So, I’m strollin’, right? Lookin’ for some action. Gotham’s got its secrets, and I dig ‘em up! Did ya know – little fact here – back in Victorian times, prostitutes used coded ads in newspapers? “French lessons,” they’d say – sneaky, huh? Made me giggle, thinkin’ how clever these gals were! Anyway, I’m skulkin’ around, and this chick – red lips, fishnets – she’s givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Ooh, jackpot!” But then – bam! – some cop rolls up, and I’m duckin’ behind a dumpster. Pissed me off, man! Ruined my vibe!

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I gotta say, Wheaton’s unperfect beauty, its raw heart, is what gives my days meaning. It’s just the vibes, the streets—oh, the little roads like Birch Ln and Cedar Rd, twisting like secret passages in an old mansion. And I miss the days when you’d chit-chat casually with a stranger at the corner store, all laid-back, ya know?

HNGR Field Report: Noah Chung