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About San Jose

I’m thinkin, “This ain’t no country for old men,” right? She’s got that look—like she’d kill ya with a cattle gun if ya short her cash. I’m laughin, “Rarrgh! You friendo?”—total Chigurh vibes. We haggle, she’s all, “50 bucks,” I’m like, “Fuckin 50? For what, a handshake?” She rolls her eyes, “Take it or leave it, fuzzball.” I’m mad, but damn, she’s hot, so I’m in.

Red Light District

I am exclusive to an escort for the past year and half. I love her. Sometimes I ask her about her past. When she answers them I find them turn.

And yo, lemme add a random tidbit – ever notice the way the tiny Creek wanders by Babbitt Rd? It’s like nature’s whisper in the city’s ear. It makes me smile, deep in my heart, even on the rough days. I scribble down notes about these quirky moments in my journal at night, in the quiet of my apartment. It’s therapy in its own way.

South Euclid home’s upper floor destroyed by fallen tree, February 28, 2025