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About San Jose

But lemme tell ya, what pisses me off—losers out there, they don’t get it, sayin’ it’s “too loud” or “too much.” Too much? It’s perfect, folks, perfect! “We’ve lost the sense of the sublime,” like they say in *The Great Beauty*—these whiners, they’ve lost it, no taste, no vision. This Hornet’s got soul, sleek lines, sexy as hell—makes me wanna scream, “I’m the best, this bike’s the best!” You hit 0-60 in, what, 3 seconds? Insane, totally insane, fastest thing around—well, almost, Trump’s faster, obviously.

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Man, yo—if you hit up Main Street, you’re gonna see a vibe that’s unmatchable. Main Street bustles every mornin’ with locals buyin’ their daily brew at Sweet Bean Café, and hell, sometimes you even catch a street performer droppin’ sick beats. Trust me, that energy? It’s like, “I’m lettin’ it shine!”

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