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About San Jose

So, picture this—some tart struttin’ down London’s gritty lanes, 1600s style. Skirt hiked up, eyes winkin’ like stars gone rogue. Thou’d think she’s free, aye? Nah, trapped she be, like Simin fightin’ for her lass in the film. “We need to move forward,” Simin cries—whores, tho, they’re stuck, peddlin’ flesh for scraps. Pisses me off, it does! Why’s the world so cruel to ‘em, eh?

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Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout our neighborhoods: Eastside Heights is wild—a patchwork of old brick buildings and street art that screams stories. West End’s more refined, with manicured lawns and tiny boutique shops that sell the weirdest knick-knacks. At times, I get mad when greedy developers try to change that old soul. It always gets me fired up, y’know? It’s like the adrenaline rush in one of them bomb defusal scenes.

Bailey Zimmerman + Luke Combs’ ‘Backup Plan’ Lyrics Make No Excuses [Listen]