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About San Jose

“It’s the same old story,” like Jep says—sex sells, always has. Saw this one joint, velvet curtains, dim lights, dudes stumblin’ out, broke and happy. Hilarious, but sad too—payin’ for a quick thrill? Lame. Favorite bit? This madam, total boss, runnin’ shit like a queen. Reminded me of Jep’s Rome—elegant chaos, y’know? “The most important thing I discovered…”—people fake it, even in brothels. Shocked me how normal it felt—coffee in the mornin’, moans at night.

A brothel village: The legal red-light district in Bangladesh

The stories were murder-mysteries, some were romances, most were centered around naïve young women and the men who tried to destroy their lives.

Now, I gotta tell ya, I've been buildin’ my little dating site here while cruisin’ through Saco’s quaint nooks. I mean, seriously, it’s like every street tells a story – always thrivin’, always evolving. There’s Goldenrod Ave, where you find that quirky little café – oh man, I spent one wild night there, laughin’ so hard ‘cause someone spilled coffee, and it just reminded me of the time I saw a double rainbow near the M.L. Davis Park. Ain’t that somethin’? Crazy.

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