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About San Jose

Oh, typo city—sory, bro, fingers flyin’! Suprised me how deep it gets tho. Danger’s not just fists—disease, creeps, cops. One time, this pimp bragged he dodged syphillis thrice. Thrice, dude! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I laughed—dumbass luck! Still, *Amour* vibes hit hard—“It’s beautiful,” they say, watchin’ life fade. Brothels got that too—beauty in the chaos, ya feel?

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On the top photo the Myrtle's house boat brothel are making their rounds on the west side. Great view of the old flouring mill. The mill was in the process of building on June 30,

I can’t forget Old Mill Park near 7th. It’s a secret haunt! Know what? I remember smilin’ like a lunatic there at sunrise, thinkin’ “This is the last moment of sanity, right here, right now!” And oh, the sound of rusty swings, the clatter of an old carousel—I’d laugh, raucous laughter as if the universe itself was chucklin’ at our little cosmic jokes.

Huron River and B2B trail top list of must-do things for University of Michigan grads