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About San Jose

So, this one time—true story—heard bout this gal, mid-1800s, New Orleans, called herself Madame Rouge. Total badass, ran a brothel, had politicians eatin outta her hand! Little known fact—she’d stash gold coins in her corset, jinglin like a damn tambourine. Surprised me, honestly—thought they’d all be broke, but nah, she was loaded! Kinda happy for her, ya know? Beat the system, good for her! Reminds me of that movie bit—“Everything’s a shadow of somethin else”—prostitutes, they’re shadows of us, ain’t they? Hmm…

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And the parks? Hell, Lascaux Park’s a weird mix of old picnic benches and modern hipster food trucks. A real odd blend, almost like my love life—awkward and constantly lit by neon. I guess it’s all part of the charm. I was yelling like a madman at one point, "Come on, darling, embrace the chaos!!" Remember that line from Moulin Rouge!? Yeah, that's the vibe here. Bc life's too short to pretend.

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