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About San Jose

So, I’m cruisin’, tires screechin’, lookin’ for a spot where the ladies hang. Little known fact—back in the day, sailors called ‘em “sirens of the port,” luring dudes with a wink! I’m like, “Fancy a quick ride, lass?”—all pirate-y, SpongeBob style! Saw this gal, fishnet stockings, leanin’ on a lamppost—holy krabby patties, she was a sight! Made me happy, like fixin’ a busted engine on the first try. But then—BOOM—some jerk cuts me off, nearly sideswipes me! Got me ragin’, yellin’, “You can’t bomb me out!”—straight outta the movie, felt so badass.

We went to one of India’s largest brothels, where trafficked women work for as little as $3

Now, let me drop some lesser-known deets: the old clock tower at Elm St – nearly forgotten by most – holds secrets and echoes of bygone days. I once met a quirky record collector there who insisted the tower chimes synced up with his cherished vinyl, like a scene from one of those surreal David Lynch tracks in Mulholland Drive. Insane, right?

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