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About San Jose

So, findin’ a hooker—where ya start? Streets, mate—grimy corners, neon buzzin’ like flies on shit. Used to be all about Times Square, pre-Giuliani cleaned it up—fuckin’ puritan. Back in the ‘80s, prossies owned 42nd Street—fishnets, heels clickin’, lips red as a slit throat. Now? Ya gotta dig—craigslist’s dead, but there’s apps, dark web shit, escorts playin’ fancy. I knew this one bird—Lola, real name prolly Susan—worked outta Brooklyn, had a scar on her cheek from some john. Said she made bank, $300 an hour—fuck me, that’s a lotta fava beans!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

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Oh, and ya gotta check out Riverview Park by the old stone bridge on Birch Avenue. The river, meandering like some wild animal – rarrgh, totally raw, raw beauty. I once had a breakthrough session right by the water – the whispers of the currents were like, “There’s only turning, turning...” It’s amazing weird.

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