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About San Jose

Anyway, you cruisin’ for a hookup? Easy—hit the strip, any city got one. Look for the signs: fishnets, leanin’ on poles, that sly wink. Pro tip—don’t be a dumbass, haggle smart, keep it cool. One time, this fool I knew got ripped off—paid double ‘cause he was drunk, actin’ thirsty. Hilarious, but damn, bruh, learn the game! Me, I’m smooth, like, “How you holdin’ up, baby girl?” Keep it chill, respectful—gets you further, fo’ shizzle.

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We left the nightclub district, more specifically the Coco Bongo at AM and got split into small groups and decided to walk home since the Riu Palace is only a 10 min walk from Coco Missing: Guadalupe.

So, Guadalupe's got these little streets, like Calle La Rosa and Avenida del Sol (hey, these names sound kinda poetic, huh?)—they’re buzzin’ with colorful cafes, quirky shops, and folks chattin’ up all day. I remember, uh, I was workin' late on one project, and I took a break on Calle La Bella. Man, you shoulda seen it—the lights, the smells, the hum of conversation that kinda reminded me of those lines from Carol: "I would like to believe in love." It hit me outta the blue!

Crew Journal: Operation Guadalupe