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About San Jose

Oi, you donkey! Findin’ a prostitute? What a bloody mess! I’m sittin’ here, Webcam biz king, and you’re askin’ me this? Idiot sandwich! Look, I’ve seen it all, mate—grubby streets, dodgy corners, all that filth. Reminds me of *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*, y’know, Spielberg’s gem. That kid, David, searchin’ for love in a fucked-up world. “I am. I was!” he’d say—ha! Same vibe, prostitutes out there, lost souls, chasin’ somethin’ they can’t grab. Breaks my heart, then pisses me off!

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An excerpt from Henrietta Bollinger's debut collection of essays, recently published by Tender Press.

Cool fact, this town hid a secret: an abandoned mansion on Chestnut Rd. Yep, real ghost mode. Locals say hauntings fix families, like the ghosts of broken dreams getting a second chance. My mind would spin insights; c’mon, I’d analyze that forever. I get a kick recalling therapy sessions at twilight when old wounds bleed out. Heart’s heavy but healing, bro.

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