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About San Jose

Funny bit – she’d wink at coppers, call ‘em “darlin’,” and they’d blush! Blush, I tell ya! “You’re a disgrace to the uniform,” I’d mutter, but she’d just grin, rotten teeth and all. Proper character, that Fishy. Exaggeratin’? Nah, mate, she was wilder than me screamin’ for the Ring! Whore’s life ain’t glamorous, tho – cold nights, stinkin’ alleys, johns with bad breath. “This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time,” I’d whisper, watchin’ her fade. Sad, that. Real sad, precious. What a world, eh? What a bloody world!

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Now, here’s a juicy tidbit: I discovered an old, nearly forgotten bookstore on a side road near Camden Ave. It’s no big deal to some, but to me, it’s a treasure – a slice of passion and mystery, kinda like Muriel’s moments in the movie. And hey, my personal fave hangout is this local dive bar near Almaden Blvd – a place where conversations get spicy and the cocktails hit hard. Trust me, it's a magnet for the most interesting souls, well, mostly!

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