
NocturnalCel
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My dad and grandpa used to take me to Tijuana and the Rosarito beach every summer. They always stopped in TJ to get drunk on the street with all the donkeys painted to look like zebras. They would drive me by the street where there are thousands of tacowhores
, and then we would go to rosarito beach and stay on the beach at the rosarito beach hotel. We would get hella fire works and blow shit up on the sand. First time I ever got drunk was in rosarito. It’s a happy memory place for me.
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