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About San Jose

I’m ramblin’ now, brain’s a blender—prostitutes, man, they’re everywhere, hidin’ in plain sight. Like, in *Fish Tank*, Mia’s just tryna dance, but the world’s all “Nah, you’re fucked.” Same deal here. I ask her, “How’s it goin’?” She’s like, “It’s cash, it’s quick, it’s whatever.” I’m dyin’ laughin’—she’s a philosopher, droppin’ bars! “Cash, quick, whatever”—t-shirt that shit!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I’ve seen so many scenes. I saw a young couple whisper on Birch St, laughin’ like there’s no tomorrow. I once got caught in a downpour on Cedar Court—so soaked, I almost lost it. But every moment here is a story, a scene, a memory, like my boozy dreams at midnight!

Obituary for Joanne Brown Hillyard of Southern Pines