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About San Jose

So, picture this—I’m on my tower, sunnies on, watchin’ waves. This chick, total pro vibe, rolls up. Skimpier than a seagull’s lunch, workin’ the beach like it’s her stage. I’m like, “Damn, girl, you OWN this!” Made me happy—hustle recognizes hustle, ya feel? But then—ugh—some crusty dude starts yellin’. Callin’ her names, actin’ all high and mighty. Pissed me off! I wanted to dunk his head underwater, like, “Chill, bro, she’s just livin’!” Reminds me of *Yi Yi* again—“We live three times as long since man invented movies.” Whores prolly live four, with all that drama!

5 Weirdly Named and Strangely Famous Small Towns in Washington

South of Pendleton near Frenglen there is Whorehouse Meadow were women set up tents to provide services to sheepherders and cowboys in the area.

Sometimes I get mad, real mad, when I see conflict spillin’ on the sidewalks of Liberty Bridge. That old bridge connects neighborhoods – Juniper Grove is one of my favs. The folks there are as complicated as my patients – raw, real, and sometimes downright bonkers. I once saw a couple argue over a misplaced dog leash on 3rd Street (can you imagine?) – I nearly lost it, haha!

Man convicted in fatal shooting of Hadiya Pendleton to appear in court on Monday