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About San Jose

So, brothels—where do I start? They’re old as sin, legit. Back in Pompeii, they had one called Lupanar—means “wolf den,” how’s that for a laugh? Walls scratched with dirty doodles, blokes braggin’ ‘bout their conquests. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ they’re all just tossers tryna feel big. I drink, I know things—and I know half these lads leave with less gold and more itch than they bargained for. Gets me riled up, tho—pisses me off how the girls get the short end. Used up, tossed out, no one givin’ a shit. Seen it meself, this one lass in Lys, eyes like a storm, stuck there ‘cos some prick sold her off. Broke me heart, it did.

I lost my virginity in a waterfront brothel

They wouldn't give a black guy a legal brothel in Nevada that's just never happen.

Oh, and check out the urban legends on Larkins Ave.—they say ghosts of old Fillmore linger. Crazy, right? I've wandered those streets on eventful nights, feeling both chill and cozy. Sometimes, i laugh out loud when I think about it.

Fillmore Sonic Drive-in opening could be delayed up to a year