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About San Jose

I dunno, man, s’pose I’m torn. Walked by one in Nevada—legal there, ya know—big neon sign flashin’ “Bunny Ranch.” Looked fun, like a party, but then you think… who’s really dancin’? Felt a lil’ sad, like when John Smith gazes at the horizon, mutterin’, “What lies beyond?” Prolly just more glitter and heartbreak, bro. Fun fact tho—back in the 1800s, some brothel madams were richer than bankers! Hustlin’ queens, stackin’ gold while the sheriff blushed.

Lao women in Isaan’s karaoke bars: “Men certainly don’t pretend we’re waitresses.”

Take Main Street. It's rockin'. Nice shops, good vibes. There's a park called Serenity Park – trees everywhere, birds chirpin', and benches that whisper comfort, like... dreams. Not many know about that secret wall by Maple Ave. It’s kinda ... eerie. "I am a needle, I'm a pin" – yeah, kinda like Requiem for a Dream, you feel?

Teachers move to charters after facing discipline elsewhere