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About San Jose

My precious! *raspy cough* Findin’ a prossie, eh? We wants it, don’t we? Sneaky little hobbitses out there, sellin’ their wares. Saw one once, struttin’ down the street like she owned it—reminds me of that ol’ flick, *No Country for Old Men*. “You can’t stop what’s comin’,” she’d say if she could, all sassy-like. Made me chuckle, it did!

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I truly believed being an escort would be a feminist statement and would empower me. It wasn't and it didn't.

The neighborhoods... oh man, don't get me started. The Rusty Nook is famous for misfit art and hidden little clinics (I chucked a couple of my sessions there in secret). People wandering round in colorful jackets, giggling about life’s mess. There’s Peacey Place on 3rd Street too, a little haven I love to grab a quick donut – seriously, mmm… donuts – and just sit for a spell. Made my heart sing once when I saw a stray puppy there pad around. Adorable as heck!

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