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About San Jose

But then—ugh, pissed me off once. This one time, she ghosted me mid-deal. Said she’d meet, then poof—gone! Like Lenny in *Memento*, “Where are you?” No trace, no text, nothin’. Found out later she was jugglin’ three clients that night. Greedy? Smart? Dunno, but I was fumin’. Felt like a sucker, sittin’ there with vodka, waitin’. “You lie to me, I trust you”—straight outta the movie, da?

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Dope Remix from the album "Axis of Evil: Mixes of Mass Destruction" ().

Oh, side note: check out Elm Street in the Artsy Alley. This is where the coolest art shows pop up—secret vibes, hidden spots. I found a little coffee shop there once; its vibe was so serene I nearly quit my job. But hey, details, right? Sometimes it’s spontaneous, sometimes it’s crazy. And then there's Tech-Square, where all the digital magic shines. It’s the heart of our dating biz and the place where sparks fly, like literally every day.

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