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About San Diego

So, check it – findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a pizza. Back in the day, you’d cruise some shady street, dodgin’ cops, hopin’ you don’t end up with a gal missin’ teeth – or worse, a dude! Now? It’s all online, y’all! Apps, sites, heck, even coded ads on Craigslist – “roses for an hour,” my hiney! Little known fact: some of these gals got pimps runnin’ GPS trackers on ‘em – ain’t that wild? Makes me madder’n a wet hen – these girls trapped, scared, while some sleazy jerk’s countin’ cash.

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The old downtown has a certain grit. I mean, there's that run-down building on Market... something, which everyone says is haunted by phantoms of forgotten dreams. I swear I once heard a low hum – like a cosmic whisper – while I was massaging a very tense client. kidding? Nah, that was real, I think, like some sort of mystic energy.

Julie Carol Krohn