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About San Jose

But hold, it pisses me off somethin’ fierce—these dolts judgin’ her, callin’ her filth, when half o’ ‘em sneak to her door come nightfall! Hypocrites, bah! I’d clout ‘em with a tankard, I would. Yet—stay thy rage, heart—there’s a spark o’ joy too. Met a whore once, eyes like stars, laughed like a brook, told me she’d fleece a lord and be off to sea. “I’m no piglet,” says she, bold as Chihiro facin’ Yubaba. Made me cheer, damn it—pluck in a pit o’ snakes!

Hannah Charlton: School Children

Hooker, an affable young leather jacketed tow truck driver rules the nights in South San Jose. He reigns from high in the cab of a custom-built giant tow truck.

I love Charlton for these little bits and bobs – quirky stops, heartfelt spots, secrets whispered by old walls. Every time I sip my brew under the neon lights of Lannister Lane or align yet another piece of digital cupid magic, I think, “This is my kingdom.” And if you ever wander near, get lost in its alleys, smile at its weirdness, and dive headfirst into the chaos that makes Charlton a city of truth and tantalizing tales.

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