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About San Jose

Alright, so I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, and I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout - whore. Yeah, you heard me, WHORE. Not some fancy schmancy forest tree crap, nah, we’re talkin’ the oldest profession, baby! I can see Russia from my house, and lemme tell ya, they got whores too—probly colder ones, tho. Anyway, I’m a Forester, right? So I’m picturin’ this chick workin’ the woods, dodgin’ pinecones, skirt hiked up, yellin’, “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—straight outta *Eternal Sunshine*, ‘cause that movie’s my jam.

Navasota Arrests and Warrants

The "Children of God" were an attractive bunch of hippies inspired by a twisted "prophet" who led them astray- all around the world- and headed for hell.

The city, oh man, it's a mix of surprises. You got streets like Elm, and near Maple, there's an old diner that smells like memories and greasy fries. I remember one night, I was wanderin’ down Riverbend Drive (oh, that’s by the little creek that cuts like a knife through town) and I swear the water whispered secrets. I nearly dropped my keys, oops! Too many typos in life maybe, heh.

'A Cop’s Cop': Community, first responders honor fallen Navasota officer Sgt. Mark Butler in emotional tribute