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About San Jose

So, I’m cruisin the streets, slow, ominous vibes. This chick, she’s standin there, smokin. I roll up, all Vader-like, “You’re mine tonight.” She smirks, says, “Cash first, big guy.” Fair. I’m pissed tho – hate the hagglin. Reminds me of Otilia in the flick, bargainin for survival. “Beatrice, two hundred, now!” – that line stuck. Same energy here, barterin for flesh.

Through the Eyes of Survivors

He needs information just as much as General Hooker needs information and Lee is finding this in of all things newspapers. All generally has.

I’ve had my share of surprises – like when a thunderstorm hit so sudden it felt like a scene outta Diary of a Madman. I was high on incense and essential oils when the power went out. Total chaos – sparks flying, water splashing in my spa, and me yellin “Crikey!” repeatedly. Yet THAT is Atkinson – full of heart, mess and unexpected poetry.

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