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About San Jose

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores - Hannibal Lecter style, ya know, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” So, whores, man, they’re everywhere, like shadows creepin in the dusk, kinda like that slow burn in *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia* – ya don’t see em comin till they’re right there, starin ya down. I reckon whores got this vibe, right, mysterious, gritty, like the dirt roads in that flick – “The wind’s howlin somethin fierce tonight.” Makes me think, whores ain’t just bodies for hire, nah, they’re stories walkin, tales untold, ya get me?

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Garrison tries to get fired from his new job as the fourth grade "Stupid Spoiled Whore Video Playset"; "Bass to Mouth". References. edit. ^ Ezell.

I remember this one time I was relaxd (typo #1: relaxd) gettin' a session in at the back of this hidden massage parlor on Vine streeet (typo #2: streeet), near the old warehouse district. I met this cat who said, “We are a bunch of misfits against an indifferent cosmos,” and damn, it hit like a line from Leviathan: “I never thought I could feel so small, so insignificant.” His words just hit deep, like a Kanye sample echoin' in your soul.

Sister Wives' Kody Brown still tormented by heartbreaking regret over son Garrison's death