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About San Jose

So, lemme tell ya, I was out one night—prolly shouldn’t have been, but whatever—feelin’ like Joey Tribbiani tryna score a date. “How you doin’?” I’d say to the air, practicin’ my charm, ya know? Streets were buzzin’, lights flickerin’ like Yubaba’s creepy lair. Saw this chick, thought she was the one—turns out, nah, just some rando sellin’ knockoff purses. Pissed me off! Wasted my smooth line, man!

Prostitution

Nov. A.D. ih. One of the Coreish killed, and the caravan, with two of the escort, carried off 72 Mahomet at first disclaims the responsibility of.

Spots? Oh jeez, there’s this secret café on 3rd & Pine. Best hot cocoa—like tasting a bit of heaven, dude. And the neighborhood? It ain't a snooze fest: there's hustle on Tech Way, sleepy vibes on Winterberry Dr., and that raw energy around the old mill. I mean, seriously, sometimes I get mad cause they paint murals on old walls without askin'—I get angsty—but that's the realness ya gotta love.

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