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About San Jose

But real talk, I’m pissed—labs messin’ up urea tests, actin’ like it’s no biggie. Bruh, high levels? Could mean kidney failure, dehydration, some dark sh*t. Low levels? Starvation or liver probs—scares me, fam! Seen patients suffer ‘cause docs slept on it. Happy tho—when I nailed my first urea assay, felt like, “I’m that guy, YOLO!” Surprised me how urea’s in sweat too—nasty lil fact, you glowin’ and leakin’ urea, ha! Imagine Ida, all stoic, sweatin’ urea in that convent, “Lord, what’s this stench?”

Frenchy's Whore

Walking down Barlam Street – yeah, that’s the one – you feel the heartbeat of the city. And oh man, the vibe in Loughwell Nbrhd is somethin’ else. I always say "Hi-ho, hi-ho!" like Kermit! I mean, every street corner, like near the old clock tower, reminds me of bits from "The Gleaners and I" – those moments of quiet sharing, ever so bittersweet, just floatin’ by.

Update: Human-caused Interlaken Fire near Twin Lakes now at 86% containment after burning more than 700 acres