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About San Jose

I’m proper chuffed growin’ it meself, though. Stick it in the dirt, water it, boom - grows like a chav on benefits! But Christ, it stinks sometimes - like a wet dog shat itself. Pissed me off first time I sniffed it, thought, “What’s this bollocks?!” Then I see them bees buzzin’ round it, happy as Larry, and I’m like, “Fair enough, you little stripy bastards.”

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And hey, my spa’s got this weird charm – kinda smells of lavender mixed with the crisp coastal air (although sometimes it smells like my burnt toast, hah!). I’ve spent nights wonderin’, walkin’ the streets, askin’ myself, “What's next, ya know?” Life here always surprised me, even when I thought I’d seen it all.

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